Katelyn’s POV

When Ethan and I returned home after the party, I felt like my feet barely touched the ground. My cheeks were still warm from laughter, and my hand curled tight in his.

The night air was cool, but my body felt warm from excitement and nerves.

I glanced at Ethan as we walked up the steps to his house, expecting the usual dim lights and the simple way he always kept his place. But the moment he opened the front door, I stopped in surprise.

There was soft music playing, ...