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.

a shower, she walked to the window and looked

the ground looked like a

a strange

and wanted so

wanted to

he would not answer her call,

him to hear hers and know that

message, then walked to the living room, took

around her stuck in

a nightmare in the middle of

covered in sweat and his eyes were filled with an unusual

was having nightmares of himself

was that he was always an incomplete corpse that was reduced to

those dreams, he was rotting away, surrounded by

every time

picked up his phone

the text message notification on the home page, and his

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