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 the window

snow on the ground looked like a

a strange compulsion rise

and wanted so badly to

to

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

she wanted him to hear hers and know that she was thinking of

walked to the living room, took

stuck in silence,

awake from a nightmare in

covered in sweat and his eyes were filled

nightmares

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

rotting away,

hated himself more every time he

up his phone

text message notification on the home page, and

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