I had no intention of exchanging pleasantries with them and only replied that I was busy with work.
The general manager called me to her office again and asked if I really didn't want to go to Drelantia. Working there for two years meant I would be promoted afterward.
I had refused earlier.
I wasn't young anymore, and Arturo had proposed to me. We were getting married, and soon after that we might have children.
Arturo didn't want me to go either.
"I'll go."
The GM was stunned, perhaps thinking that she needed to advise me further.
She smiled satisfactorily and took out an application form from the drawer.
"Lynne, I've filled out the form for you. Just sign it."
I signed the paper without hesitation.
"You'll depart on the 9th of next month."
I calculated the time. There were about twenty days to go.
Thinking back, I realized I had already given up too much for Arturo.
He didn't like long-distance relationships, so I couldn't go to the branch office or abroad. He wanted a virtuous wife and loving mother, so I transferred positions to come home early and cook for him.
But now, it all seemed not worth it.
While it was not too late, I should make a choice for myself.