"Sixth question, what's your favourite fairytale?" It was freezing outside.
"Hmm...Snow White?"
"Why?" I had expected something else. Beauty and the Beast, perhaps.
"Because it's snowing," you said, in which I returned with a blank expression. "Sorry, I really don't have favourite. What's yours?"
I smiled and shook my head. "Probably Cinderella."
"Why?"
"Her life would've been so different if it wasn't for the shoe. Makes me wonder if they would've ended up together if she hadn't left it behind."
"They probably would have, don't you think?"
"Why?"
"Well, it's a fairytale. They would've found their way back to each other regardless."
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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
