Sitting in the bath with a filled up wine glass in hand, Marguerite looks vacantly at the water surrounding her. She takes a single sip of the alcoholic beverage and without making a sound, gracefully places the glass on the edge of the bath.
Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde. She has always loved that musical. The casting is incredible, with unrivalled vocals and marvellous acting.
However, there is one thing she never could understand, the existence of Hyde. How could the complicate mind of a human being be divided into 2 simple sides: evil and good. She always felt that it was too black and white, that the research of doctor Jekyll was flawed from the very beginning.
But not anymore. She understands now, she was the one that didn't entirely grasp the beauty of that story. It was never truly about good and evil, it was about freedom.
