A couple of weeks later, I still didn't know what to do about Tesla. I decided to write Rose to tell her about our meeting and ask for her advice. I began the letter by recounting my impressions of Tesla and his offer, but I knew she was really waiting to hear about what happened with The Professor.
As usual, I found it easy to confess my feelings to Rose. I told her of The Professor's engagement to Esme and the profound grief I have carried since hearing the news. I told her I feared I had created my own unhappiness by not realizing my true feelings for The Professor until it was too late, or that I had been a complete fool in believing he ever had feelings for me.
What I feared most though, was that I was a fickle woman, only capable of caring for someone once they are lost to me. If this was the case, than I was the villain in my own story and my stay here would only cause trouble for The Professor and Esme. Not only was I completely heartsick, I did not want to ruin the happiness of my dear friend and his intended. In short, I had to leave.
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