You thought the stepsisters were evil...I'm not who they imagine me to be. An obedient girl who meekly obeys her stepmother and stepsisters. A touching angel who silently endures abuse. This is how I want to be seen. Because then no one will guess what I'm really up to. The ball and the prince are part of my plan to win. My stepmother and her crazy daughters will pay for every floor I wash, every ridicule I make. They don't know about white magic, how I use it to increase my power. They can't see that my heart is black as midnight, rotten as a poisoned apple. Soon they will know.