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

ground looked like a

strange compulsion rise

her phone and wanted so badly to give

wanted to

she was afraid that he would not answer her call,

she wanted him to hear hers

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

her stuck in silence,

nightmare in the middle

covered in sweat and his eyes were filled

days, he was having nightmares of himself dying every

that he was always an incomplete corpse that

those dreams, he was rotting away, surrounded by flies and

himself more every

phone and looked

on the home page, and his eyes

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