I Was Anastasia

by Ariel Lawhon

It is that early, nebulous hour before dawn when the sky can’t make up its mind what color it wants to be and you don’t know whether it is today, tomorrow, or perhaps yesterday.

I love the way this is written and I want to feel this waking up early morning. 💕

This is how the human heart beats, a twisted staccato of love and envy, of anger and relief.

Story of my life. This book takes you places inside your own soul at times, bringing out all the feels.