She just sweeps all the evidence into the fire and doesn't even confront her staff about this. I would immediately create another diary and keep it on my person at all times, and yes, continue to write down everything that happens. She gives up all resistance the moment she encounters any difficulty.įor example, when she finds her journals shredded, she immediately abandons the idea of keeping a diary of her days.
She comes across and pathetic and helpless, yet also stubborn and pigheaded when she shouldn't be. I understand that it was supposed to convey her dismay and confusion at progressively loosing her memories, but it misses the mark here, in my opinion. In essence, she has no agency in this story at all. No matter how much the author tries to show Ivy taking some action, and making some decisions, like organizing a book lending club, she isn't an active player in this story. just because she is lonely and feels unappreciated. Especially when even she notices his unhealthy fixation on her library. Like accepting his marriage proposal after barely knowing him a few weeks and going on a couple dates. Like trusting a man who she doesn't really know from Adam, just because he was nice to her and likes talking about books. Like not heeding the warnings of her staff about the library, or about associating with certain people. For someone who constantly says that she doesn't need anyone to take care of her, because she was doing that just fine on her own, thank you very much, she sure makes a lot of stupid decisions. And not in small part because of the protagonist's actions. Unfortunately, things go downhill from there. Old manor that used to be an abbey, the moors and the fog, the cold and unwelcoming servants, and a mysterious library. This was going to be a solid 4 or 5 stars book until about 50% into the story.
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