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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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It's time to go in

The next morning, a loud knock on my door startled me awake. I groggily glanced at the clock on the nightstand: 6 am. Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, Isabel's cheerful voice pierced through the door.

"Good morning, sunshine! Today you're going to the modeling school!"

I groaned and rolled over, trying to bury my face in the pillow. But Isabel wasn't having it. She flung open the door and bounded into the room, her enthusiasm annoyingly contagious.

"Up, up, up!" she sang, pulling the covers off me with a swift tug. "We've got a big day ahead!"

"Alright, alright," I mumbled, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "I'm getting up."

"You better hurry," she said, her voice dripping with faux seriousness. "We don't have all day."

With that, Isabel began a mock countdown, which only made me move slower. 

"Ten, nine, eight…"