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

looked like a layer of silver

felt a strange compulsion rise

phone and wanted so badly

to hear his

would not answer her call, so she decided to send him

hear his voice, she wanted him to hear hers and know

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

her stuck in silence,

startled awake from a nightmare in the middle of the

was covered in sweat and his eyes were filled with

he was having nightmares of

most terrifying part of the dreams was that he was always an incomplete corpse that was reduced to an unrecognizable mess of blood

rotting away, surrounded by flies

every time

up his phone and looked

the home page, and his eyes met Avery’s profile

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