Kill the Cinderella

The prince was searching the entire city for the girl who lost a glass slipper.

My stepsister stole my shoe, claiming she was the one who danced with the prince last night.

She didn't know that the prince had killed someone that night.

And I was the only witness.

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"Sister, please, give me back my shoe." I clung to Victoria's leg, begging desperately. Victoria grabbed my hair and spat in my face viciously.

"Pfft, you filthy wretch! How dare you covet His Royal Highness? Go back to the attic where you belong, that's your rightful place."