She is another proof that the absolute freedom of the human being is something horrible.
A sadistic woman obsessed with beauty. A vulnerable countess that became a victim of some conspiracy. Which one were you, Elizabeth?
Weird book. I found a beautiful writing describing the most atrocious acts a human being can do. I was an ice cube made out of fear during the whole time I was reading this thing. I'm an impressionable person. I couldn't keep reading these few pages at night without feeling like this benevolent Countess was about to enter with a rope, wearing a frightening white dress.
Yeah, I don't know how to feel about this book.