"Why am I always the second option?!" They yelled, their eyes that was holding back the resentment finally unfolded into a flood, tears never seemed to stop. "Why do you care so much about your damn job and not me?!?"

You stood there never realizing how much you fucked up. How much time you've wasted just for getting promoted on a job you didn't even love. The time you could've spent with them lost from your neglect.

How did this happen? Why did you do this?