ELYRA.
I stared at him for a moment and decided to persuade him again, hoping he would budge and change his mind.
“This was supposed to be my bonus, right?” I added, my tone sharper now. “You said it yourself. It has no business with what you're already handling.”
He leaned back in his chair like a king amused by a peasant’s complaint. The slow smile that spread across his face was not kind. It was the type of smile that made you feel small.
“Elyra,” he said calmly, folding his hands together. “You seem to forget that every choice has conditions.”
“I don't have to choose between this and that,” I shot back.
“But you also chose independence, right? You chose to walk your own path. I've always known that's the motive behind your request. Now I'm granting it. How's that a problem?”
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