My Cinderella (gxg)

"If the shoe fits, Cinderella."
Diana Lily Frost said it once. Softly. Like an afterthought.

Then walked away still holding her coffee like she hadn't just rewired Mia Moretti's entire nervous system and oxytocin levels.

The next time they met Mia smiled.
"Good morning, Ice Tea."
Diana paused.
"...Ice Tea?"

" Yes. Cold. Bland. Bitter." Mia tilted her head slightly. "And people only pretend to like it."
Diana looked at her for exactly three seconds.
Then kept walking.
That was two-years ago.

By November they were sharing a project, a reading room, and eleven pm arguments that the entire library had learned to expect.
By the ending of November Mia had also learned that Diana Frost did not raise her voice. Did not scramble. Did not perform.

She simply waited. Watched. Let you build your entire argument.
And then dismantled it in two sentences while looking slightly bored.

It was, unfortunately, the most attractive thing Mia had ever witnessed.
Not that she would say that.
Not that she would say anything.

Except-
"You kissed me to shut me up?"
Diana glanced up from her laptop.
"It worked didn't it." A pause. The smallest almost-smile. "My Cinderella."

Mia Moretti had never lost anything in her life.
Arguments. Trades. Academic wars against people twice her age.
Never.
But Diana Lily Frost transferred to [UNIGE] University of Geneva in September and by November Mia was losing something she didn't have a word for yet.
And the worst part?
Diana knew.
She absolutely knew.
And she was so, so calm about it.

[ gxg - slow burn - enemies to lovers - she fell first, but my darlings the other one didn't just fall, she shattered ]

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