We all know the story of Cinderella. Besides the fact that she lived a pretty unlucky life full of evil stepsisters and a cat that's practically the spawn of Satan himself, Cinderella seemed to have tons of luck on her side when it came to finding M...
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There was a story I used to love when I was a little girl. It was Cinderella.
But although I loved the story, it was full of lies.
"Be kind and have courage." Mama would say to me. "And maybe you'll end up with your own prince one day."
But I don't believe in princes.
I also don't believe in Mama's words anymore.
Be kind and have courage...nothing comes out of that.
It wasn't Cinderella's kindness or courage that gave her a prince. It was her luck.
I was nothing but kind to Papa after Mama died. When turned to alcohol, I was kind. When he first hit me, I was still kind. Even when he was furious at me for hiding his beer and shoved me into the table, I was nothing but kind to him. And when he died, I had enough courage to pick myself up and continue living in this hell.
But did I get a fairy godmother?
No.
I got a new mom and a sister who hated my guts.
But I did find a silver lining. Thirteen to be exact. And it started with Seokmin.
