CHAPTER 145... LAST RESORT
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Three Weeks Later...
Inside Archie's office...
"Tim, I don't think we need to take things this far. Let the poor woman heal at her own pace," Archie said, "look, I think doing this will not be of any use. Why don't we just let her heal on her own?"
"Until when!?" Timothy yelled, standing up from his seat. Agitation was clearly written on his face as he spoke. "For goodness's sake, how long shall we wait!?"
"It's been three week, Archie! Three damn weeks since we've been waiting and trying!" Timothy complained. "What have we not done?" He asked. "Tell me, Archie. What did we not do?"
"We went to everywhere I've never taken her to. We've done almost everything you said could help. What did we get in return? Nothing, Archie! Nothing!"
"What else should we do now- Wait?" Timothy scoffed, shoving his hands in his hair. "Archie, I'm tired! Fuvking tired already!"
