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.

she walked

on the ground looked like a layer of

a strange compulsion rise within

up her phone and wanted so

to

he would not answer her call, so she decided to

wanted him to hear

living room, took

her stuck in

a nightmare in the

and his eyes were filled with an unusual

having nightmares of himself dying every

part of the dreams was that he was always an incomplete corpse

those dreams, he was rotting

every time he woke

phone and

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