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.

took a shower, she walked to the window

snow on the ground looked like a layer of silver

a strange

her phone and wanted so badly

wanted to

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

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

sent the message, then walked to the living room, took out the bag of yarn, and began to

stuck in

awake from a nightmare in the

sweat and his eyes were filled with

nightmares of himself

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

was rotting away, surrounded

himself more every time

up his phone and

fingers accidentally opened the text message notification on the home page, and

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