Andrew's Point of View:
When I entered the cabin that Anastasia had gone into to talk with her sister, I wasn't sure if she'd be okay if I listened in on her one-sided talk. But that confusion quickly vanished as I realised that the talk wasn't going exactly smoothly.
"Just stop it, Evelyn." When she said those words—even though I couldn't see her eyes as she was facing the wall, I could clearly hear that the sister was most definitely a bitch. I didn't waste much time and did what I thought was right, ending the call.
As her eyes met mine, hurt flashed through them and I couldn't resist the urge to pull her into a hug. She silently broke down as soon as my arms surrounded her, a few tears dropping over my suit as she cried. I felt the slightest hurt in my heart seeing her that way, but I couldn't understand why I even cared—maybe because I was human, that could answer the burning question in my head.
