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Finding Cinderella: A Novella [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Hoover, Colleen
  • Author:  Hoover, Colleen
  • ISBN-10:  1476783284
  • ISBN-10:  1476783284
  • ISBN-13:  9781476783284
  • ISBN-13:  9781476783284
  • Publisher:  Atria Books
  • Publisher:  Atria Books
  • Pages:  176
  • Pages:  176
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-May-2014
  • Pub Date:  01-May-2014
  • SKU:  1476783284-11-MING
  • SKU:  1476783284-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100367762
  • List Price: $15.99
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From #1New York Timesbestselling author Colleen Hoover, a novella about the search for happily ever after. This printed edition includes exclusive new material—a new epilogue and an essay written by the author.

A chance encounter in the dark leads eighteen-year-old Daniel and the girl who stumbles across him to profess their love for each other. But this love has conditions: they agree it will last only one hour, and it will be only make-believe.

When their hour is up and the girl rushes off like Cinderella, Daniel tries to convince himself that what happened between them seemed perfect only because they were pretending it was. Moments like that happen only in fairy tales.

One year and one bad relationship later, his disbelief in love-at-first-sight is stripped away the day he meets Six: a girl with a strange name and an even stranger personality. Unfortunately for Daniel, finding true love doesn’t guarantee a happily ever after . . . it only further threatens it.

Will an unbearable secret from the past jeopardize Daniel and Six’s only chance at saving each other?Finding Cinderella

1.

TWO WEEKS EARLIER

Sydney


I slide open my balcony door and step outside, thankful that the sun has already dipped behind the building next door, cooling the air to what could pass as a perfect fall temperature. Almost on cue, the sound of his guitar floats across the courtyard as I take a seat and lean back into the patio lounger. I tell Tori I come out here to get homework done, because I don’t want to admit that the guitar is the only reason I’m outside every night at eight, like clockwork.

For weeks now, the guy in the apartment across the courtyard has sat on his balcony and played for at least an hour. Every night, I sit outside and listen.

I’ve noticed a few otherló-

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