Before her stood a great building, a shining tower of glass and stone, carved neatly on its surface. Surely, this boutique was a palace, for its great windows mirrored the bright sun, casting a soft, golden light upon the whole block.

When Ariel got out of the car, her eyes had begun to widen in a silent stare. This was not an ordinary boutique, this place was a world of luxury where only the richest and most influential people had privileges enough to buy from. All of it seemed unreal, as if she was stepping into some dream, where the nervous excitement in her heart wouldn't let her breathe enough....