Christian POV

I heard the click of the door as Ana left, her heels clacked as she walked down the hall. The woman waited till Ana was far from earshot before saying anything.

"What's so important that you could not tell me in font of my wife" I demanded

"It's about your wife" She replied.

"Is the baby in danger?" I asked

"No! Your wife is not well. She may not know it right now but she is sick. Physically she is fine, the baby is fine. You need to watch her. There will come a time when you will notice that something is not right with her. You won't be able to put your finger on it but you will know that she is off. You need to listen to those signs. She is going to need your help. She may not know it but she will need you" The woman said seriously.

"What's wrong with Ana?" I asked trying to get more information.

"I can only see what is revealed to me. I am psychic but I'm not able to control what the visions" She shrugged.

"Is she dangerous?" I asked

"Not right now!" She answered "You can go be with your wife"

I left feeling shaken. I didn't believe in psychics. There were so many quacks out there claiming to have answers from beyond and to know the future when all they're doing is reading body language and giving vague statements. This woman was different. She mentioned very specific information that she could not have known. She had my attention and cleared all shadows of doubt from my mind. I walked out of the room and towards the front door where Ana said she would be waiting.

"Wow! what took you so long?" She asked surprised.

"She was really weird. She said something about the baby. She offered to tell me the gender but i told her that we would wait" I lied.

"Why couldn't she have said that with me in the room?" Ana asked

"I don't know" I answered "Lie i said she was really weird"

"I'll say! Let's go home, i'm exhausted" Ana sighed.

"Good idea!" I replied.

She seemed unfazed by the strange meeting. She was her happy, cheerful sweet self. I seemed to be the only one that thought the psychic was a little too good at what she did. I thought that she was going to ask me for a tip. She obviously knew that i was a rich, successful businessman why not ask for an exorbitant amount of money for the reading?. She let me go without any additional charge. I found it strange that the place was so slow, not one customer had come in that evening other than Ana and I.

Ana and I left without another word, we were both grateful to be out of that creepy restaurant. The unspoken consensus was that we were never going back their ever again. Ana seemed silent and distant on the way home. She didn't say a word till we were getting ready for bed.

"Christian?" She asked.

"Yes Ana" I answered.

"What did the psychic say to you?" She asked sweetly.

I couldn't tell her what the psychic had said. I didn't want her feelings hurt and if that psychic was right I needed to have all ears open. If Ana knew about the warning she would either be insulted or she would be on her best behaviour and it would be hard for me to gauge if there really was something wrong with her. I would reveal the warning in time but for now i needed to be looking for signs that there was something wrong. If in a few weeks the re wasn't any reason for me to be alarmed I would tell Ana and we could have a laugh about it together. I wanted to know for sure that there was nothing wrong with Ana and at this point I was not sure.

"It was nothing really. She told me the sex of the baby. Then she mentioned that you would have a healthy pregnancy and a great delivery" I lied.

"Why couldn't I be in the room for that then" She demanded.

Her reaction took me off guard. Ana was not an angry or aggressive person in the slightest. She was more gentle than a lamb. Where was this over reaction coming from. This was a reading from a potentially fraudulent psychic. She seemed convinced i was lying. She reaction shocked me.

" don't know Ana! The whole experience was odd to me. The fact that she knew specific information that she could not have known unless she was a legitimate psychic is beyond weird" I defended.

"So it had nothing to do with me?" She asked drilling her blue eyes into me.

"NO! I'm not sure why you are so certain i'm lying. I have no reason to" I cried.

"I'm sorry for overreacting" She said taking a deep breath.

"Let's go to bed" I suggested

"Yeah! You're right" She said crawling into bed.

Hopefully a good night's sleep would make for a new beginning in the morning.

Ana POV

Christian seemed oddly shaken after we left the restaurant. Every part of me wanted to know what she had said to him. Everything seemed so fresh. It didn't feel like the right time to ask what she had said to him. I was insulted that she wanted to speak to my husband in private without me there. We tell each other everything, she must be delusional if she thought i would not find out what was said in time.

Maybe a good night's sleep was all i needed. I felt oddly irritable for no reason. Why was I getting mad at Christian? He had been nothing but a gentleman the entire evening. I closed my eyes, resting my head on the pillow. I felt Christian's arms surround me in a gentle embracing, calming my nerves till i fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night. Nausea hit me like a tonne of bricks. My body felt restless and tired all at the same time. I rubbed my belly hoping to make the nausea disappear. Christian didn't have the reaction to the pregnancy that i had expected. I thought he would become angry and outraged that i had missed several pills. Did what the psychic tell him have such an impact that he was no longer concerned about the pregnancy? Maybe the information hadn't hit yet.

I got up to get a glass of orange juice. I was tired but i knew that my body would not let me rest till had I drank at least one glass. Sauntering over to the kitchen I opened the fridge. I poured myself a glass and sat at the table. The solitude seemed to calm my restlessness. I finished the glass when I heard something fall on the floor from the living room.

I jumped from my chair and ran to the living room to see what the noise was. A vase full of flowers had fell on the floor, the vase lay on the floor broken and the contents spilled around it. I checked every window but they were all closed with the latch secured tightly. I tiptoed back to our bedroom to see Christian snoring loudly. I walked back to the living room cleaning up the mess. It seemed so strange but i had no explanation for it. Something weird outside the window caught my eye. I saw a man in the park across the street digging up the dirt beside a tree with his hands. I felt drawn to that man for reasons unknown to me. I didn't feel safe going over to the park at this time of the night. I will wait till he is gone. I want to know what he is doing.