Cinder rushed to his dad’s old room. His step mum had never shared a room with his dad and Cinder often wondered if they had even loved each other. Creeping over to the wardrobe Cinder picked out a suit carefully, with small tears in his eyes feeling his dad’s clothes again. Cinder got changed then headed to a mirror in his dad’s bathroom. He tried to tidy up his brown hair, he wore silver earrings his father had given him on his 15th birthday. He saw his brown eyes looking back at him and felt confident. He headed out of the room to wait for his step mum. As his stepsisters approached him.
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