Growing up, Cinderella was my most favourite princess. Her gazelle-like eyes, blonde cascade locks falling perfectly a little below the shoulders and the enigmatic smile made her appear like a goddess.
But, she had a lot more than just a pretty face. She was as beautiful inside as she was in the outside. She had a heart of gold and always wore it on her sleeves.
She was opulent of affection and love for people around, also the ones who did not seem to like her at all. And the virtue of kindness, made her priceless.
However, the most beautiful thing about Cinderella was that she never stopped being her truest self.
She never gave up against circumstances and always managed to keep a tiny smile across he face. Also, she never let the vibes of hatred around her ever harm the love she was gifted with.
That’s what Cinderella is. Merely, not just a princess.