Cinderella's POV

I rushed away as my dress turned to rags. I had had a wonderful night with the mysterious man who danced with me. He had never looked into my eyes, but he almost had kissed me! Too bad the clock struck midnight at that moment. I held my one slipper, which somehow hadn't disappeared with the rest of my outfit, and remembered.

Suddenly, I realised that my stepfamily would be home soon! I rushed home and put on my regular clothing. I smiled and fell asleep, dreaming about the ball.

Later, Stepmother screamed my name. For some reason, she was very excited.

I ran downstairs. I was not happy, but if I was late she'd scream at me. I hummed a tune, then said, "Yes?"

"Do the laundry!" she screamed. Turning to my stepsiters, she said, "We've got to go quickly! You two need to get dressed and try on the slipper that the prince's mysterious partner was wearing! If you fit, you will marry him!"

I gasped and dropped my plate. The prince?