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.

took a shower, she walked

like a layer of silver powder that illuminated the

a strange compulsion rise

wanted so badly to

to hear his

her call, so she decided to send him a voice message

wanted him to

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

stuck in silence, she

nightmare

sweat and his eyes were filled with an unusual

having nightmares of himself

was that he was always an incomplete corpse

he was rotting away,

more every time he woke

picked up his phone and looked at

on the home

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