“Remember, Cinderella, at exactly midnight the power of the spell will end, your dress will again turn into rags, and the carriage into an ordinary pumpkin...” Reading a bedtime story to his stepsisters, Alexey had no idea that he would soon have to find himself in the place of the fairy-tale heroine ...Now, having lost his beloved job, home, and not having a penny to his name, all that remains is to agree to the role of poor “Cinderella”. But even if fate deprives you of your dreams, do not despair. After all, it is quite possible that soon happiness itself will fall into your muscular hands, stained with fireplace ash...