86 " omniscient"

Elenore sat still in the chair, her expression unwavering despite the ropes binding her. "You're just a foolish girl who doesn't understand what love truly is. You only focus on appearances, but they don't even look like each other."

Alice leaned against the wall, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, Elenore, I can't help but feel sorry for you. Your relatives have betrayed you, your friends have turned their backs, and you've lost your lover. It's almost tragic. But don't worry—you probably won't remember any of them. So really, I'm doing you a favor. After all, I'm the bad person you've always known me to be."

Alice picked up the black magic book, her fingers tracing the worn cover before she opened it. "Now we will begin. It's good to talk to you again," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She read a few words aloud, her brow furrowing in concentration.