"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."
Before Alexander could blame himself, Vivian quickly switched her phone to the other hand and quietly hid the one that had been gripped a little too tightly behind her back.
Her skin was so fair that even the slightest pressure would leave noticeable marks. Back when she was in training, her mentor often thought her bruises were from over-practicing and ended up favoring her more for it.
"My driving skills are legit. I’m not the kind to crash. Don’t believe me? Be my guest next time, let me drive you," she smirked at Daphne, her tone unapologetically cheeky.
The day would come. And once it did, Daphne was going to remember that ride for the rest of her life.
"Sure, if you're offering to be my personal driver, why should I say no?" Daphne replie
