"My sleeping pills, too," Elliot said through bloodshot eyes.

"Is your insomnia that bad?" Avery ruffled her disheveled hair. "How did you sleep last night? What about the night before? Don't tell me you haven't gotten a good night's sleep at all?"

As she spoke, she pulled back the covers and got out of bed.

Since Elliot could not sleep without his pills, then she had to go buy some got him.

"It started last night." Elliot did not want Avery to worry, so he said casually, "It's probably because I've been so happy the past couple of days that I keep thinking about Shea."

"I know Shea's passing was a huge blow to you, but we need to move forward in life. If Shea was still a live, she wouldn't want you to be sad." Avery put on her coat, then said, "Do you remember the name of the pills you take? Or should I follow my own judgement?"

"I'll go with you," Elliot said as he got out of bed.

"It's fine. Lie back down," Avery said as she pushed him back down on his back. "The drugstores w