5 WEEKS LATER
Rodrigo pov
Fabio could finally leave the hospital now, but we had to go to the hospital once in a while to check his progress.
We still haven't found the people who attacked us that day, mainly because this is mostly Fabio's job, but he's not fit for it now.
I haven't asked him anything since that night. I'm pretending like everything is alright, but curiosity is eating me up.
I want to ask him tons of questions, but he just got out of a coma a few days ago, and he needs to rest.
Tackling him with questions would just be selfish. “Just ask me, your face is weird.” Fabio jerked me back to reality. I forget to make a face when I'm deep in my thoughts.
“No, just rest, I don't have anything to ask you.”
“Rodrigo, I know you well enough to know that you have a lot t
