I never thought my life would change because of a woman falling out of a manhole.

One minute, I’m rushing Morgan to school, dodging tourists and taxis. The next, I see her—this wide-eyed woman in a pink dress, singing to pigeons like they’re ballroom partners. Morgan insists she’s a princess. I think she’s lost. Or insane.

But then she starts cleaning my apartment with songbirds, turning my sterile lawyer’s life into a Disney musical. Nancy sees her and storms out, convinced I’ve been cheating. I’m furious—until I spend the day with Giselle and realize she’s not crazy. She’s magic.

She helps me fix things with Nancy. She makes Morgan laugh like she hasn’t since her mom left. And she makes me feel… something I haven’t felt in years.

Then Prince Charming shows up—literally. Sword, cape, and all. He wants to take her back to a fairy tale kingdom. She promises to leave after one last dance.

But now she’s bitten a poisoned apple. She’s dying. And I’m told only true love’s kiss can save her.

Edward tried. It didn’t work.

The clock is ticking. Midnight is coming.

Do I kiss her? Do I admit what I’ve been denying?

Nancy looks at me. Heartbroken. But she nods.

‘Do it,’ she says.

The clock begins to chime.