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“Andrea, get Lance out of here. Don’t worry about me!” Gabrielle yells. Andrea presses her lips together. She has to take Lance away because of his snakebite. If she leaves him behind, Andrew will let him die. “I’m sorry, Gabby,” Andrea says. It’s not a difficult decision, but it hurts her deeply to abandon Gabrielle. She bites her lip hard, surprised to learn that Lance is just as precious to her as Gabrielle. “Andrea, I’m fine here,” Gabrielle insists, “Andrew treats me well. I’m staying because I want to. Come on, you have to take Lance and go. I can take care of myself.” Andrea bites her lip harder, trying to stop herself from crying. She considers asking Robert to find an antidote—it could be possible with Lance’s wealth—but she doesn’t know how much time she and Lance have. Besi