Acceptance

It took more than an hour for Margaret to prepare for the party. From the fitting of the dress to her hair and makeup, Sharon helped her. She made sure that the dress fits her perfectly, that her hair is done beautifully, and her makeup is simple yet perfect and that it would elevate the natural beauty of Margaret.

It was almost six-thirty when they finished. Margaret can’t believe that she can look like a princess as she stared at her reflection at the mirror. She can’t believe it was her reflection that’s she’s looking at.

“Now you really look like a princess, Cinderella.”

She looked at Sharon who is staring at her with a smile.

“Almost, because I can’t remember hearing about a barefoot princess.”

Margaret looked at her bare feet.

“Fortunately, I have shoes to match that dress.”