童话故事：真实的一个灰姑娘人生(12)

The prince’s final stop was at Cinderella’s home. The stepsisters fought over who would try on the glass slipper first, certain they could trick the prince into thinking it belonged to them.
The first sister pushed her foot into the slipper so frantically it almost broke. The second sister crammed her foot inside the slipper so tightly it started to bleed.
“I’m afraid the woman you’re looking for isn’t here,” the stepmother said. “But either of my daughters would make you a wonderful wife, Your Highness.”
“Wait,” the prince said. “What about her?”
Cinderella had just come up from the cellar with an armload of firewood when she caught the prince’s eye.
“You mean Cinderella?” the stepmother said with a laugh. “She’s just a servant girl, Your Highness. She couldn’t possibly be the woman you’re looking for.”
However, unlike the stepmother and stepsisters, the prince was able to look past Cinderella’s raggedy clothes and the dirt on her skin. He knew there was something special about the servant girl, and he needed to try the slipper on her to be sure.