A review by tvixen
White Nights by Fyodor Dostoevsky

4.0

"But how could you have lived and have no story to tell?"

I didn't know this book had a romance plot before picking it up. It turned out to be a right balance between romance and melancholy.

The first part of the book, to me, was "directionless''. The second part left me speechless, especially when Nastenka made her final decision.

The narrator's confession to Nastenka was - something -

My first thought was ''Nastenka, how could you-'' but gradually I started understanding why she did what she did.

I still feed so bad for the narrator. He deserved better. Sometimes it's no one's fault, just emotions that manifest unexpectedly. Right person, wrong time. Or right person, wrong timeline.