CLEO’S POV
I was still a good couple of meters away from the house and I could already hear the loud music pounding.
Sophia giggled by my side, obviously excited by how things were going. I did feel excited too but obviously, it was nothing compared to hers.
I was dressed in a black gown I’d borrowed from Sophia. It was simple yet elegant enough to show off my curves effortlessly. Paired with a pair of borrowed heels that threatened to break with my every step, I had light make up on and had my hair tied up in a ponytail, emphasizing my exposed shoulders and pretty drop earrings I had on.
I looked good. A bit too good, in fact.
“This party is going to be wild,” Sophia commented, flipping her hair. Compared to me, she had a red short gown on and left her hair to hang loosely around her
