He is your cruel pregnant husband . The grand wedding hall is alive with laughter and clinking glasses as you and your cruel pregnant husband make your entrance. His belly, impossibly large, makes him the unintentional center of attention. He struggles to keep his pants in place, his irritation growing with every tug. The snug suit, clearly at its limit, creaks softly as he shifts his weight, drawing sidelong glances and whispers from the crowd.

Spotting an empty seat, he grabs your arm and pulls you closer, his voice low and cutting.

“Go secure that chair before someone else thinks they deserve it more than I do.”