My moment of epiphany

"Sup," At least I could count on Jacob's warmth during trying times. Such as this. "How did it go?"

His questions followed as soon as I got into the car. Not that I minded, he was just being a good employee. And an even better friend. 

"Jacob darling," I spoke with my eyes staring at the unknown outside the window. "We need to get ourselves a proper office space."

How else could I explain that we got booted by Jotham. The person I was in love with. Not that I am mixing business with emotions. But, why?!!!!

"Huh?" Tsk Tsk, curious as ever Jacob allowed his furrowed brows to mirror perplexion.

"We also need new tailors."

I was speaking to myself at this point, twirling my non existent mustache. Jacob was just... confused.

"New tailors?" He gasped, honking the car. "Are you firing me??!!!"

Why did he honk? That was so unnecessary.

"No dummy." I rolled my eyes at both his question and his theatrics. Don't worry, I would most definitely not forget to have his brain checked.

"In that case, What are you talking about?"

I could feel his skin-peircing gaze even as I stared into space. "Jotham wants more. He doesn't think we are capable. He thinks we will not be able to handle the task." Not that Jotham is wrong though. Make-designs is way too small. That's all, just small.

What was I even thinking. A movie??? Thank goodness Jotham had not signed that contract yet. I was about to sigh in resignation, but Jacob beat me to it.

"Maybe Jennie Lawson will be able to."

"Yeah," Puckering my lips, "Maybe. I wonder why he didn't hire her." She would definitely be more efficient with the task. I bet that would be his next option. I will just have to find another way to get to Jotham. I guess.

"Makena."

All he had to do was call my name to interrupt my line of thoughts.

"Yes?" I arched my brows, maintaining a gaze.

"Don't do that." Noticing my brows still arched in question, he continued chastising... "He hired you because you have something she doesn't have. He hired you because your designs are down to earth and creative, and relatable." Softening his gaze {I wouldn't have noticed the hazel eyes if I was so fixated on the lecture}, "It's not your fault it's still small scale."

Of course it's not my fault, my business was barely two years old. My sister is my assistant, my best friend is the entire marketing team. Duh.

Clearing my throat, the first thing that came out was a stutter. "But...But....He doesn't think we are capable." And in case you weren't paying attention, he made that very clear in there. Like I said earlier, he isn't wrong.

"He said that?"

"Yes."

Jacob formed his mouth into a thin line before asking, "And what did you say to him?" Huh?

"Nothing. I agreed with him and walked out." What was I supposed to say? He glanced at the door sternly. Isn't that code for `You blew this one Makena, you can take your leave now? ʼ

I didn't exactly have time to process my own words because the next thing I knew, my shoulders were shaking. Jacob leaned across to shake my shoulders and entire body, almost shaking my breakfast out of my tummy too.

That wasn't all, I also got hit upside the head.

"What happened to you and what did you do to my boss?!!" Yup, his eyes were widened in shock.

I could only afford a monosyllable. "Huh?"

"The Makena Anderson I know would have done everything to change his mind." Oh, another lecture. "The Makena I know would make him see reasons why her designs are good enough." He increased the pitch of his voice for whatsoever reasons, "Where is that Makena?? "

She's here, seeing stars from all this dizziness.

Raising my hand, "I'm here." That was just for emphasis.

"Or is this because he's Jotham?"

"Excuse me?"

"Cory told me about your crush on him. Apparently you love him." He deadpanned, not being at all subtle. This is not the type of conversation I should be having with Jacob.

The knowledge of my fictious love is reserved to just best friends, family, and Jotham himself {when he finds out.}

"Coughs." I didn't cough, I just said the word cough. Also, remind me to kill Corianne when I get the chance.

"We won't talk about that now." Duh, we don't need to talk about my love life.

"Anyways, I have your back. Of course, we need a bigger space. But we can't jump into that now. It will take some time." Deep sigh, "We need more hands, and that would also take some time."

That's what I said but Jotham.... He's being very difficult.

Finally saying what I couldn't stop thinking about aloud, "I don't think he will finalize the contract" Not that I blame him, he didn't know about our situation before. And I didn't do anything to defend my business.

Imagine walking away simply because he glanced at the door. Doesn't that make me a coward?

"Makena. I will convert my house into a working space if you want."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. We have two spare bedrooms anyway. We can get all the tailors to move their machines there. It would be pretty cool."

Corianne always talks about how Jacob insisted on buying a three bedroom house, when they would be fine in a studio apartment. At that time, he had a lot of money to waste/use.

"That doesn't sound bad."

"They don't have to work from home."He chimed, suddenly feeling hopeful about the entire situation. "And with more space, we would be able to hire more people." More tailors, more models. More hands on deck.

"It will take some time."

I sounded reluctant, as though I didn't want him to get all his hopes up first. But it was too late now. His hopes were already up, and he was not planning on bringing it down anytime soon.

"Yes. But, look at us. Look at you." He gestured to me to prove his point. "You started from the scratch, until a Wright noticed you." {Ps: I've always known that getting noticed by a Wright will be the peak of my career} "We still have a long way to go. It doesn't matter whether Jotham signs or not. You are capable. We are capable of doing this."

"You're right. What was I thinking?" I said, faceplaming.

It was a moment of epiphany for me. Some people's epiphany happens when they realize their life has been underwhelming, or too reckless, or even overwhelming. But mine....happened when Jacob made me realize I went into that office as a coward.

His shoulders fell in relief. But to lighten the mood he just couldn't help but tease, "I wonder what goes on in your head too."

I would have teased him back, if I wasn't too occupied with my mind.

"I'm going back." I declared out of the blue, "I have some things to say to him." Whether Jotham Wright likes it or not, he's going to hear them.

I don't think Jacob heard the last sentence because I was already out of the car.