(Rachel)
I tiptoed to the room down the hall from me. I knocked softly. It took a few seconds before Ambrose answered it. He looked at me with concern.
"What's up Rachel?" he asked me, searching my face.
"I need to ask you something....can I come in for a second?" I asked in a hush voice.
He nodded and allowed me to enter, shutting the door behind me. I could tell that he wanted to ask me about my cheek earlier when I had returned from asking Dimitri for guidance about Rowan. But he held his tongue. Now, he eyed my cheek again, lightly brushing it with his fingers.
"Did Dimitri strike you?" he whispered.
"I'm not here about that" I said tersely, straightening my shoulders. His face darkened a little, realizing I had indirectly answered his question.
"I need to borrow some clothes," I blurted. "Pa……
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