Picture this: you get a letter from your cousin, who has run off to possibly join a convent in France. She asks you to visit her at the convent, and you have a slight hope that you can talk her out of it, so you hop on a train and dash off to France, running into your former crush on the way. You get to the (gorgeous, isolated, creepy) convent and a mean, aristocratic nun tells you your cousin died last week and is buried […]