Cristine's POV
"Cristine?" Someone touched my shoulder.
The sudden touch made me flip forward, and I turned around to see who it was. Andrea was standing beside me.
"Leah left," I said. "I thought you knew she was leaving."
She shook her head, staring at me without speaking, and trying to see inside the room. But she didn't take a step closer for Amon to see her. She sighed.
"Please come with me."
I turned to follow her without asking a question, but my ears still made attempts to listen to Amon and Claudia's conversation. Somehow, I felt he was going to say something concerning Gerald, but he didn't go in that direction. His voice was becoming faint at each step we took further away from the room.
"Cristine." Andrea called. "You just have to come with me."
"Okay."