Posted in Pain and Regret, short story

Twisted Tale of Cinderella (Part 10)

“You have no right over her. You never wanted a child and now you want her to be part of your life. She was unaware of your existence and you want me to introduce you to her as her father when I told her that he never existed.”

“How could you do this to me?” I tried to protest but after what I did to her it was quite difficult to make her agree with me.

“This is what you deserve,” Ella cried out at last.

“Cinderella, please let me meet her for once,” he begged. Though my words never mattered for her. 


“This is the third time this week she denied my request. But I will also see, how much longer will it take her to accept me and my love.”

“Robert, you need to stop this as it is affecting your work now,” one of my close friend Kris suggested.

“No Kris, if I will lose them this time then I won’t be able to live in guilt that I never tried.”

“You are destroying your kingdom as well as you with this stubbornness.”

“No, for every second of my life I wanted this kingdom but I never got the happiness even after acquiring it. Although Cinderella, she was in my life for a few months but with her every day was refreshing, it was new and joyful. She was the light who tried to take away my darkness but I was indulged with it that I could never see it coming. And when I know I will get my life back, you want me to leave that for something I know will be of no worth without her. She is the queen I want to rule with because without her it will be meaningless. So, don’t ever tell me to stop.”

“Robert, I wasn’t trying to stop you but even if I did you will not. So, all the best for your journey”, he said defeatedly as he went to deal with the issues of the kingdom which I could not care for now. 


I know everyone including my family thinks I have gone mad to run after something I could never get. Last week, when I fought with my father and locked myself in the room, I thought it was the end of my life, my rule because everything was incomplete without her. At that time the box of chocolate given by that villager came in front of my eyes. I never wanted to eat them but the taste of her chocolate was everlasting and the thought to relish it again was tempting. My hand landed itself on the box and the first bite told me that it was her who made it. And the hope that now I can find her was not just a thought but also upcoming reality. 

This week, after talking to that villager, Smith, I went to meet her. I knew she would not be happy with it but I wanted to take the chances. 


“My dear Elly, it’s the wedding tomorrow and as usual it will be yours chocolate pudding”, a lady said smilingly.

“Samantha, you should stop worrying because the pudding will be there on time”, my Cinderella replied while packing another order.

She is beautiful like always and now she seems to be famous and happier than she was with me.

She talked to a lady for a while but what struck me was the name, Kathy. 

“Who is this Kathy?” “Is she my daughter?” “But why the name Kathy?”

There were so many questions I wanted to ask though asking them now will only take her away from me.

“Where is Kathy, Ella Aunty?” a little girl asked her.

I could not wait for long to meet her so I followed the little girl. And what I saw only amazed me, a little girl with the same features as me was sitting in a corner of the kitchen, of her bakery was eating cookies and was playing Monopoly. And I knew she was my daughter, my blood. Did I want to be angry with Cinderella for not telling me about her but is she the one to be blamed? 


I tried talking to my little girl but she refused to talk to the strangers. I tried to offer her a bar of chocolate but she denied, “my mother makes the best chocolate in the world and I don’t eat the things offered by strangers.”

“Why are you here?” she said taking Kathy in her arms.

“Please give me a chance Cinderella. Please. I want to mend everything. I want my daughter and you to live with me”, I tried to persuade her. However, she is a tough nut to crack.

“I don’t want to listen to anything, you just go. Go from here and never try to come again here or in our lives. We are happy without you.”

“Please Cinderella.”


It has been a week from that day and I regularly go there just to see my queen and princess. Kathy might have got my looks and brain but heart, she got it from Cinderella. She might say no to me now and even for the coming days but I won’t stop trying. Because eventually she will agree and we all will live happily ever after, exactly the way she wanted. 


It has always been writing which makes me feel alive.

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