FIVE YEARS LATER. 

In the business suite of an airplane that was on course in the air, Dulce was seated, having both eyes staring far into the clouds. 

This was a ritual she always tried to do. Multiple inspirations always came from the simple glance she stole at those clouds. Exactly one year ago, her business company launched a new design for a gown that broke the internet. 

They had named it clouds. The relative peace with which they moved was so pleasing to anyone that could just fix their gaze on it, even if it was just for a while. 

Five years had passed already since she left her...