Did Cinderella wonder whether her prince would have cared for her had he first seen her in her everyday clothes? Did she believe the ladies of the palace were truly her friends or did she suspect they were just friendly because she was the princess and wore beautiful gowns? Did she fear that life could again change? Everything could disappear as it had done when the clock struck twelve? Did Cinderella wonder whether her good fortune was real or the trick of a magic wand? It’s a sad thing to lose belief.