She pointed to the door and said, "See, it exists. But you don't know what's on the other side, and you shouldn't be in that room." She stood up a little sign in front that read, "I trust you."

The second she turned her back, I had knocked over the sign, and was standing inside that room, unsure of what to do next. I later decided on the honest way out, admit I was in the room, and never go back...

I don't want to resign, but if that's what she wants, what choice do I have.