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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.

Ava_000 · LGBT+
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Horror night

After dinner, I thought the night was winding down. The meal had been delicious, and the playful banter around the table made me feel right at home. As we were finishing up, Mrs. Everett stood up, dabbing the corners of her mouth with her napkin.

"Well, that was lovely," she said, smiling warmly at all of us. "But the night's not over yet."

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "Oh no, Mom. What do you have planned?"

Mrs. Everett's grin widened as she glanced over at her husband, who chuckled knowingly. "I was thinking… horror movie night."

Chloe let out a groan. "Mom, seriously? We just ate. Do you remember what happened last time?"

"Oh, I remember perfectly," Mrs. Everett replied, her tone laced with mischief. "That's why I suggested it."

Chloe shot me a look of pure exasperation, and I couldn't help but laugh. "Wait, what happened last time?"