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

on the ground looked like a layer of silver powder that

strange compulsion rise

her phone and wanted

wanted to hear

not answer her call, so

wanted him to hear hers and

the living room, took out the bag of yarn, and

the world around her stuck in silence,

a nightmare in the middle of

was covered in sweat and his

he was having nightmares of himself

of the dreams was that he was always an incomplete corpse that was

rotting away,

himself more every time

phone and

opened the text message notification on the home

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