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

like a layer

felt a strange compulsion rise within

and wanted so

wanted to

would not answer her call,

she wanted him to

room, took out the bag of yarn,

in silence, she became immersed in

was startled awake from a nightmare in

forehead was covered in sweat and his eyes were filled

he was having nightmares of

he was always an incomplete corpse that was reduced to an unrecognizable mess of blood and

was rotting away,

himself more every time he

his phone and

notification on the home

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