I obviously lost the internal argument, not that I'm trying really. Logical Me: By the time you realize you actually want this book, it would be gone. Logical Me: Just buy it then! What are you waiting for? Logical Me: Aren't you a little bit intrigued with the title? Logical Me: and don't you love Cinderella? Logical Me: Of course you saw that, stop pretending. Me: No I didn't just saw that book with a lame title that seems to be a Cinderella Retelling I could just pretend not to see it, but this stupid voice inside my head just won't allow me to walk away. I just couldn't leave this book alone and lonely when I saw it sitting on a Book Sale I passed by. Mostly because of the converse shoes on the cover, but believe me, that's where the similarities end. The cover of this book kinda reminds me of this movie: Only, this isn't a contemporary retelling. He always knew I could be a maid? I always had a soft spot for Cinderella retellings, being it my all-time favorite fairy tale. "This is what I like to see." He came over and gave my shoulder a squeeze."This is the girl I always knew you could be." I was standing by the stove watching to make sure the spinach in phyllo dough didn't burn. "You're doing a great job," said my dad when he came into the kitchen to get more ice. Well, for someone that claims, contemporary romance is her least favorite genre, I'm sure having a great time with back to back contemporary reads I recently had.
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