In a big wooden house by the river lived an old woman with her two daughters and a stepdaughter. The step daughter's name was Cinderella. She had been a victim of abuse by her stepmother and sisters for all her childhood. They made her a servant, forcing her to do all the chores for them, she had a tough life, but she kept on learning to deal with that crap as she grew up. Now, she was 18, an adult. She knew how to handle her so called family. She would cook awful, salty food for her "beloved" family, too spicy for them to eat. She would damage their clothes while washing, hid their stuff while cleaning, threw bugs in their rooms which she collects from the garden. She would even hide some flowers in her stepsister's room who had severe pollen allergy. The poor sister kept on sneezing all day without even knowing what made her sneeze as she didn't know her room had flowers. And the stepmother and sisters were too lazy to do the chores themselves. They would eat that inedible food, bear the damage to their clothes and spend the whole day looking for their hidden stuff, but still would prefer to depend on Cinderella to do the chores. Cinderella would do all these in a very safe way, very secretively and she had become an "expert" at those shabby things. Of course, she got caught at times and received beating but, who's afraid of beating and torture when she's been facing this since childhood. It didn't matter to her anymore. She was not an easy victim.

The party at the palace was the talk of the town. All the rich and high profile people were invited. Cinderella wanted to go to that party to work on her sinister plan. She has been plotting to lure the prince who had just returned from abroad and made him marry her as she wanted a rich, carefree lifestyle.

When that night came, she locked up her stepmother and sisters in their rooms. They were just sleeping and Cinderella locked their doors from outside to keep them from disturbing her. She wore a pretty black gown with red heels which she stole from her sister days ago, got onto her other sister's pet horse who was familiar with Cinderella as, of course, she was the one looking after him. When she reached the party, she saw the prince. Not handsome at all. A short, fat man in his forties. But he had money. Seeing a very pretty girl, he asked for dance. Cinderella agreed. They danced together. Now, Cinderella was confused. She came with a plan to win the Prince's heart to have a rich, comfortable life and her plan seemed to be succeeded, but one glance at Prince made her think again. He was not the way she imagined him to be, a handsome prince. She had to made a choice.

Cinderella was getting bore. She had no motive to stay in that boring party anymore. So, when the clingy prince went to get a drink, she left. Descending down the stairs in hurry, her sandal slipped out of her foot. "My sandal..." she tried to go back but stopped " Leave it. Not mine anyway. Just get out of here before that stupid prince comes."

When she got back home, her lazy family was still asleep, she also went to sleep. Next day, the news spread that the prince got his love last night but the girl disappeared, he got her sandal and he was going to look for her by putting on that sandal on every girl in the town. " He's gonna find his love by a sandal. The idiot says he loves me, he can't even remember my face, and use this idiotic method to find me. What a classic idiot!!" Cinderella thought. " No way Cinderella! Marrying such a fool for money will cost you a lot." her heart told her.

The prince came to their house. Both her sisters wanted to be his bride, so, they locked Cinderella up in her room to keep her from meeting the prince. Cinderella wasn't interested either. She was enjoying the scene from the window. The sandal perfectly fitted the elder sister (obviously!! It was hers afterall). And they got married.

As for Cinderella, she enjoyed being with her toxic family, messing with them everyday. She was happy in the end.