I grip the steering wheel of my sleek, silver Audi, my knuckles white. It smells new, expensive, a heady mix of leather and something subtly artificial.
I thought of personalising the car before I kicked off my driving lessons with Dante, but then I thought about it.
What exactly is my personality?
And then Kira had replied, "A stupid and brainwashed girl who believes three orgasms can equal the truth."
I had ignored her, and concluded on my own that I'm still finding out what I like and what I don't. In other words, I'm still searching for a personality.
That and Kira is giving me the silent treatment.
"f*****g b***h," she grumbles in my head at that and I smirk internally, then I bring my head back to the safe confines of my car and turn my attention to Dante.
“Are you absolutely
