Several hours went by, as she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her chest felt so tight that she eventually had to go downstairs to drink several glasses of cold water to make herself feel better.

When she did finally fall asleep, she dreamed of that mystery man who had held her tightly, stroking her body. Just as he leaned in to kiss her, she shot awake, doused in a cold sweat.

She glanced at her alarm clock. It was only one am.

With a deep breath, she Lay back down, and pulled the quilt up over her face. She felt so helpless.

The image of that man holding her entered her mind once again.