I walk through the mansion hallways carrying a cake I made. Yesterday, after the fight with Esther, I realized I might have messed up. I was impulsive, just as Esther always said during our training sessions.
When I'm "cornered," I tend to make stupid decisions. That's what Esther said while comparing me to a hamster being surrounded by a snake and jumping off a cliff even though it's the same as dying.
I shouldn't have fought with Esther like that. I should have thought rationally and had a real conversation about it, even if the fact that she has such an ability was kind of scary.
But I let my frustration with her attempts to show love—which were so generic—mix with my fear, combined with a wrong decision, and created this mess.
