Ruby gently traced her fingers over the fresh design sketch, the lines still soft in pencil but already full of purpose. A faint smile touched her lips.
"Jules' Monsoon Collection."
That's what she would call it.
It wasn't just a name..it was a feeling. Warmth during storms. Safety in the harsh world. A soft embrace wrapped in fabric.
But even as the name made her heart flutter, her mind turned sharp. This wasn't just about aesthetics. In this world, the rainy season was dangerous—not just cold or wet like in her old world. Here, the rainwater stung faintly, sometimes even caused burns if touched too long. The streets turned muddy and unstable, and travel became difficult for many.
She couldn't make something flimsy.
She needed protection and elegance.
That's when she remembered—Fabricated Fabric.