Second chance runaway
In Second Chance Runway, we follow the tumultuous life of Elena Vargas, a young woman whose beauty is overshadowed by her lack of self-care and the oppressive figures around her. At 21, she is forced into a loveless marriage by her mother, to a man who is nothing but cruel. Despite landing a lucrative job at the prestigious Grand State Buildings, Elena’s life is far from grand as her husband seizes her earnings, and her family treats her with disdain. Her world shatters further when her husband’s affair with her sister comes to light. Just when it seems like her story has reached its tragic end, fate intervenes. A fatal accident sends Elena back in time, waking up as her 18-year-old self. With memories of her past life intact, she seizes this miraculous opportunity to rewrite her destiny. Determined to pursue her long-forgotten dream of becoming a supermodel, Elena embarks on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment. But it’s not just about the glitz and glamour; it’s about settling scores. As she rises through the ranks of the fashion world, Elena plots a sophisticated revenge against those who wronged her, all while navigating the complexities of love, family, and fame. Will Elena’s second chance lead her to the life she’s always dreamed of, or will the shadows of her past prove too difficult to escape? Second Chance Runway is a story of resilience, ambition, and the transformative power of self-belief.
For Carmen
The apartment felt like it was closing in on me, the walls pressing tighter as the reality of the situation sank in. Carmen was gone.
Kidnapped. By people far more dangerous than I could even comprehend. My mind raced with images of her being hurt, trapped, and alone somewhere, and it made me feel sick to my stomach.
Isabel was pacing in front of me, her face set in hard, grim lines as she processed the note in her hand. I could tell she was already running through scenarios, calculating risks, figuring out what we could do. But the silence between us was suffocating, and I couldn't stand it anymore.
"We have to do something," I blurted out, my voice sharper than I intended. "We can't just sit here and wait for them to hurt her."
Isabel stopped pacing and looked at me, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Do you think I don't know that?"
Her words stung, but I didn't back down. "Then what are we doing? We have to get her back. We have to—"