The frustration boiled over, and before I could stop myself, I yelled, tears streaming down my face.
"You're so selfish!" I shouted, my voice breaking. "You expect me to give up my personal life for this job. Do you have any idea what you're asking of me?"
The CEO's face softened, a look of genuine regret crossing his features. He stood up and took a step towards me, his demeanor surprisingly calm. "Elena, please, calm down. I understand you're upset, and I'm sorry. I truly am."
I wiped at my tears angrily, my chest heaving with emotion. "It's too late for that. I'm quitting. I can't work under these conditions."
His eyes widened in panic. "Elena, wait! I didn't mean to push you away. I need you to understand how important this is. The trip, the deal – going there with a wife is crucial."
I shook my head, my resolve firm. "I don't care. It's too late. I'm quitting your job."
