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.

walked to the

a layer of

strange

phone and wanted so

to hear his

not answer her

if she could not hear his voice, she wanted him to hear

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

her stuck in silence,

nightmare

forehead was covered in sweat and his

having nightmares of himself dying every

the dreams was that he was always an incomplete corpse

those dreams, he was rotting away, surrounded by flies and

every time he woke

his phone and

opened the text message notification on the home

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