Just a Workhorse, Not His Lover
He clenched the medical report, his voice carrying a trace of pleading.
"Ms. Saccone, I know I made a lot of mistakes in the past, but I really need this job. I promise I'll work hard from now on. I won't make the same mistakes again. Please, just give me a chance."
I looked away and replied evenly, "It's not that I'm refusing to give you a chance. You're the one who threw it away. When you kept siding with Cassandra, did you think about the company's losses? Did you think about the coworkers who had to work overnight because of you?