I lost a part of me when you left . . .

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 Mr. Right. Now here's me, Lee Shuri or Eunji (depends who you ask). My parents are dead, my adopted sister Hyemi is about as pleasant as a bag of dead rats, and I'm practically swimming in debt. Maybe it's because I don't have a cat (blame Hyemi and her allergies), but it seems I got a few more extra Princes in my fairy tale than I asked for. And I'm not just talking about one or two. I got thirteen princes.