Alarm
Perhaps because Adrian's demanding look for a gift was so frightening, Christine dreamed of him again that night.
In the dream, he loomed over her, raising his hand to grip her throat. Christine desperately slapped at his hand, begging him to let go. His other hand slid up her thigh, touching her swollen belly. She choked out a plea about the baby inside. His dark eyes raked over her body before he roughly spread her legs and forced himself inside her.
The sudden thrust left Christine dizzy. Through her spinning vision, she noticed he wore the cufflinks she had given him, the metal catching what little light there was in the darkness.
She got out of bed, taking deep breaths to steady herself. She reminded herself that her arrangement with Adrian was over - there was no need to be afraid anymore.
This would be her last dream of Adrian.