{Violet’s POV}
Liam led the way towards the front door of a tall and white two-story Mansion. I followed quietly behind him, my nervousness growing. I didn’t know what to expect.
Liam knocked on the front door and I stood quietly beside him. But then I had to voice out my notice.
“I think we’re at the wrong house.” I said.
“Why do you think that?” Liam asked, knocking again.
“I can’t hear music, there are no cars parked outside, I can’t hear people screaming or at least the sound of them talking.” I pointed out.
Even though I hadn’t attended a party before, I had watched high school movies and seen what their parties were like, and I very much expected the party Liam Cornaro would be attending to be similar… if not better.
“We’re at the right place.” Was Liam’s reply.
“Then we’re
