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.

shower, she walked to the

ground looked like a layer

strange

phone and wanted so

to hear his

was afraid that he would not answer her call, so

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

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

her stuck in silence, she became immersed

was startled awake from a nightmare

in sweat and his

nightmares of himself dying

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

dreams, he was rotting away,

himself more every

phone and looked at the

notification on the home page, and

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