"Seventh question. Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" Your question made me cough out the juice I had in my mouth.
I wiped my lips with the back of my hand. "My mum."
"Only her?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Guess I'll be the second one," you replied.
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Short StoryAt 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly
