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I wake up every morning to the sound of the castle's clock tower chimes, its melodic tone echoing throughout my chambers. My name is Isabella and I have been living in this magnificent castle for as long as I can remember. As a child, my stepmother married into our family and brought her two daughters with her, Cinderella being one of them.
After her father's passing, Cinderella's life took a turn for the worse under her mother's cruelty. I watched from afar as she was forced to do all of the household chores, never getting any respite or kindness from anyone. Despite this, Cinderella remained kind and gentle, always looking on the bright side of things.
As for me, I grew up in a world where beauty was everything. My mother taught me how to use makeup to enhance my features and made sure I wore elegant dresses that made me look like royalty. My hair is one of my greatest assets – long, dark locks that cascade down my back like silk. It's no wonder people refer to me as the "Glamorous Cinderella" behind my back.
