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.

Avery took a shower, she walked to the window and looked

a layer of

strange compulsion

picked up her phone and wanted so badly to

wanted to hear

that he would not answer her call, so she decided to send him a voice

not hear his voice, she wanted him to hear hers and know that she was thinking

walked to the living room, took out the bag of

stuck in

from a nightmare

in sweat and his eyes

nightmares

most terrifying part of the dreams was that he was always an incomplete corpse that

was rotting away, surrounded

more every time he

phone and

the home page, and his

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