Anastasia pov
After Lana’s breakdown I could not sleep almost all night. I felt so many emotions rolling into me, I became numb. My child, my sweet daughter... she is suffering so much... in the middle of her darkness, she called for her mother, she called for me.... oh my baby, my beautiful angel how could I be so blind and arrogant not to recognize you? Your sweet voice, your tenderness, you pure soul? I am also guilty of your misery and that guilt is consuming me alive.
My Lana, my daughter.... oh how happy I was the day you were born. When I first hold you in my arms, I felt pure happiness , a joy so great I had never experienced before. All my fears, my doubts were erased immediately at the moment I saw your adorable face. My mother insisted to call you Ruxelana, a name she explain
