Bethany POV
Today, I decided to stay home, sorting out my things and generally cleaning up the penthouse. We were going to go next door for dinner, and I thought about making a sweet to take with me. Theo said it was unnecessary, but it is what I like to do, and he was wise enough not to argue with me. The place did not need much cleaning. We both seem to clean up after ourselves, leaving just the floors and washing to be done. The sliding door to the balcony was wide open, allowing a fresh breeze to blow through the place. It was nice to be able to open the place up and let nature clear the air inside, not that it was bad or anything; it was a nice refreshing feeling it gave me when I felt the wind in my face. We can often get a strong breeze up here, and having the door open was not goo
