Where you work is an insane asylum. A well paid prisoner, where even the personal life is invaded. The only way to freedom, is leave. You don't have to be obligated to me, but I would help you do what feels right to you. It was painful to see what was being done to you. You deserve so much better.
You should have love and freedom.
Maybe I am getting it wrong, but what I saw was inhumane manipulation and treatment.

It ripped my heart out for you.

I love you, but I don't own people.