aty’s eyes widened. “That’s a big deal.”
“I know,” I replied, my voice steady but my insides churning with nerves. “I have to convince them that this isn’t just a social media trend–it’s a shift in how people think about fashion. If I can get them to see that, maybe we can start moving Silvermoon in the right direction.”
Katy nodded, her expression serious.
“You can do it, Agnes. You’ve already proven that people want this. Now you just have to show the team.”
I smiled at her, grateful for her confidence in me.
“Thanks, Katy. I’m going to need all the support I can get.‘
The next day, I stood at the front of the conference room, my notes in hand, waiting for the meeting to begin. The design team filed in slowly, casting me curious glances, some skeptical, others indifferent. But all of them were aware of the video’s success–it had become the talk of the office overnight.
Melinda entered last, taking her usual seat at the head of the table, her expression as icy as ever. She didn’t say a word, but the look in her eyes made it clear that she was ready to tear down whatever I had to say.
I took a deep breath and began.
“Good morning, everyone. I’m sure many of you have seen the video we released yesterday. I wanted to take a moment to talk about why this is important, and how we can use this momentum to shift Silvermoon’s focus.”
I could feel the weight of their eyes on me, but I pressed on, pulling up the video on the screen behind me. As it played, I watched the room closely. Some faces softened with interest, while others—like Melinda’s—remained hard and closed off.
When the video ended, I turned back to the team.
“This isn’t just about a video. It’s about tapping into something that people have been asking for. Fashion doesn’t have to be exclusive or unattainable. It can be something everyone can enjoy–something that makes people feel good, both inside and out.”
A few murmurs rippled through the room, but I could still feel the tension.
Melinda finally spoke, her voice sharp.
“We’ve built our brand on high–end, custom designs. Are you suggesting we throw all of that away for some passing trend?”
I met her gaze, refusing to back down.
“I’m suggesting we expand our vision. High fashion has its place, but we’re ignoring a huge market by only catering to one demographic. People want clothing that’s both comfortable and stylish, and they’re willing to pay for it. We just need to give it to them.”
The room was silent for a moment, the tension thick. Then, slowly, one of the junior designers spoke up.
“I think Agnes is right,” she said cautiously. “I’ve been hearing similar things from clients. People are looking for clothes that fit their lives, not just the runway.”
Another voice chimed in.
“Yeah, I’ve heard that too. There’s definitely a demand for this.”
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Melinda’s jaw tightened, but she didn’t argue. She could see the tide turning, even if she didn’t want to admit it.
I took a breath, the weight of the room lifting slightly.
“If we work together, we can create something that speaks to a wider audience, while still maintaining Silvermoon’s high standards of quality and design. We don’t have to sacrifice one for the other.”
Elijah, who had been sitting quietly in the back, finally spoke up.
“I agree. Agnes has a clear vision, and I think it’s worth exploring. Let’s give
His words were the final nail in the coffin for any opposition. Melinda, for all her resistance, couldn’t argue with Elijah’s support, but I could still feel her glare from the other side of the room.
As the meeting ended, I felt a surge of relief and excitement. This was it. We were finally moving forward.
But just as I stepped out of the room, my phone buzzed with a new notification–a social media post claiming that Silvermoon’s new direction was a sign of the company’s downfall, as well as Elijah’s.
My heart sank. The fight was far from over.
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