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. … After Avery took a shower, she walked to the window and looked outside. The snow on the ground looked like a layer of silver powder that illuminated the night. She felt a strange compulsion rise within her. She picked up her phone and wanted so badly to give Elliot a call. She wanted to hear his voice. After some tho