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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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I'm here for you

The next morning, I woke up to the soft glow of the sun filtering through my curtains. I stretched lazily, feeling the remnants of last night's conversation with Carmen bringing a smile to my face.

Today, I was determined to talk to Chloe about what I'd seen yesterday, even though it would be difficult. She needed to know the truth about Max, and as her friend, it was my responsibility to tell her.

After my usual morning routine—showering, brushing my teeth, and taming my curly black hair—I dressed in my school uniform and headed to the kitchen. The apartment was quiet, and Isabel was nowhere to be seen.

Checking the time, I realized she was running a bit late. It wasn't like her, but I wasn't too concerned. I made myself a quick breakfast, savoring the calm before what I anticipated would be a hectic day.