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304 pages, Hardcover
First published September 25, 2018
Sometimes we were strangers even to ourselves.
You are mine, Elizabeth Lavenza, and nothing will take you from me. Not even death.
“Elizabeth,” he said, his tone firm and chiding. He lifted my chin and fixed my eyes with his. “You are mine. You have been since the first day we met. You will be mine forever. My absence should not have caused you to doubt the firmness and steadfastness of my attachment to you. It will never fade.”This turned out to be a pretty twisted love story.
I had become this girl in order to survive, but the longer I lived in her body, the easier it was to simply be her.She never forgets what she doesn't have - which is everything. The only thing that keeps her in the wealthy Frankenstein household and off the streets - or another orphanage - is her ability to control the volatile Victor.
I used smiles like currency. They were the only currency I ever had. My dresses, my shoes, my ribbons—they all belonged to the Frankensteins.The situations in the book are beautifully explained - many times I found myself exclaiming "well, this isn't true, because in the book..." only to have everything seamlessly explained and incorporated chapters later.
“You are mine, Elizabeth Lavenza, and nothing will take you from me. Not even death.”
“I am not saying you should not feel remorse or sadness. But if nothing else, your past should teach you the value of life. The wild and precious joy of it. Do not let Victor steal that, too. He has already taken enough.”

“You are mine, Elizabeth Lavenza, and nothing will take you from me. Not even death.”

“I needed to be something they would love. And so when I got out of bed, I left behind anything I wanted and slipped into sweetness as softly as I slipped into my warm socks.”


"I had accused Victor of creating a monster, but I had done the same."