"It's been empty for three years, so there's dust everywhere. Hope you don't mind."
Chloe looked around at the dusty room and said, "I'll call someone to clean it up."
"It’s okay. The place isn't big. I can handle it myself."
"How about you cook for me instead? I'd love to taste your cooking," Chloe suddenly suggested.
Ann was taken aback, standing in the living room, unable to process what she just heard. Tears welled up unexpectedly. She quickly turned around to hide them, "Alright, there's a grocery store nearby. I'll go grab some stuff."
Then, she hurried out of the house.
Chloe immediately called and arranged for two cleaners.
After hanging up, Chloe began to explore the cozy little home. Though small, it had every necessity and was warmly decorated. Despite the dust, the color of the sofa and the matching furniture were clearly chosen with care. Everything was neatly organized and arranged perfectly, including the pots and pans in the kitchen.
Chloe could feel Ann's love for life radiating from the room. The living room opened onto a small balcony adorned with a string of wind chimes. A breeze blew, causing the chimes to tinkle melodiously. Outside the balcony was a small garden now overgrown with weeds, but a delicate vegetable rack hinted at its past glory, brimming with fruits and vegetables.
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