C12 Stop breathing down my neck

Gabriele's pov.

I lay on the bed listening to the doctor's dos and don'ts about my wound and rolled my eyes at Basilio who was glaring at me from beside the doctor. He knew I wasn't listening, well why would I when I knew that he was there doing it and would probably nag about it when the doctor was gone?

About the accident, it started as we were going home