Chapter 112

“I prescribed some medication to help, but he won’t take them,” said the doctor with a frown. “He won’t get better if he continues to refuse help.”,

“I’ll talk to him tomorrow,” said Rosalie.

“I heard that he listens to Miss Avery. Maybe we should—”

“Absolutely not!” Rosalie snapped furiously. “She’s the reason my son is like this. That woman brings nothing but bad luck!”

The doctor did not argue.

His only responsibility was to Elliot’s health.

“I know you didn’t mean to take her side…” Rosalie said as she tried to quickly reach a compromise. “Let’s see if he listens to me tomorrow.”

She only hoped for her son’s speedy recovery.

Everything else could wait.

shower, she walked to the window

the ground looked like a layer of silver

felt a strange compulsion rise

phone and wanted so badly to

to hear

thought, she was afraid that he would not answer her call, so she

hear his voice, she wanted him to hear hers and know that she

the living room, took out the bag of yarn,

world around her stuck in silence, she became immersed in her

awake from a nightmare in the middle of

and his eyes were filled

was having nightmares of himself

was always an incomplete corpse that was reduced to an unrecognizable mess

rotting away, surrounded by flies

every

up his phone and looked at the

notification on the home page,

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