The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender

TO MANY, I WAS MYTH INCARNATE, the embodiment of a most superb legend, a fairy tale. Some considered me a monster, a mutation. To my great misfortune, I was once mistaken for an angel. To my mother, I was everything. To my father, nothing at all. To my grandmother, I was a daily reminder of loves long lost. But I knew the truth — deep down, I always did. I was just a girl.

— Well that was strange and uhhh beautiful? But kidding aside, it's a really beautiful book about how love makes us such fools.