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 window and looked

a

a strange

up her phone and wanted so badly to give Elliot a

to hear his

was afraid that he would not answer her call, so she decided to send him

wanted him to hear hers and know that

message, then walked to the living room, took out the bag of yarn, and began to

around her stuck in silence, she became immersed

startled awake from a nightmare

was covered in sweat and his eyes were filled with an unusual

having nightmares of himself dying every

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

he was rotting away, surrounded by flies

every time

picked up his phone and looked at

accidentally opened the text message notification on the home page, and

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