Jordan watched as Ryahm left the room. After a moment she began to ponder weather or not Ryahm had seen what had happened between her and Lucien. She doubted it-The street had been completely empty when it happened. But still, it would probably be best to leave soon, just in case. If someone ever knew what happened, it would probably be the end of her. First, though, I should asess the damage.
She pulled herself from the bed and glanced around. There was an open door, which she saw led into the bathroom. Jordan walked in and then looked at herself in the mirror. Not good. Not good at all. She thought, and raised a hand to touch her face. It would be much harder to hide the scars then usual. Already she was trying to think up excuses.
I could just say I was running and tripped on concrete... Yes, that'll work. I got home before Lucien and he found me lying there and then brought me in. I wonder how Ryahm found me... He probably was just driving, saw me lying there and didn't think there was anyone else was home. What do I tell him though, when there's a chance he saw what happened? I'll just have to hope for the best, I suppose.
Jordan fixed her hair the best she could without a brush and went to the balcony she had seen Ryahm walk out of. "Thank you for helping me. I was in a hurry and I guessed I tripped. I probably should get going, my fiance is waiting for me at home and is probably very worried. She turned to walk away, then looked back. "Thanks again. I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble."