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

a layer of silver powder that illuminated the

felt a strange compulsion rise within

phone and wanted

wanted to

not answer her call, so

voice, she wanted him to hear hers and know

then walked to the living room, took out the bag of yarn,

the world around her stuck in silence, she

was startled awake from a nightmare in the middle

covered in sweat and his eyes were filled

days, he was having nightmares of himself

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

rotting away, surrounded by flies and

himself more every time he woke

phone

message notification on the home page, and his eyes

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