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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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Last night together

The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Carmen and I lay in bed, the world outside forgotten as we were wrapped up in each other. There was a stillness in the air, a calm that only came when I was with her, and I wanted to savor every moment.

Carmen was leaving tomorrow, and the thought of being apart from her again made my heart ache. But tonight, I wanted to forget about the distance and focus on the love we shared.

She was lying on her side, facing me, her hand gently tracing patterns on my arm. Her touch was light, almost as if she was afraid I might disappear if she pressed too hard. I loved these quiet moments with her, when words weren't necessary, and we could simply be together.

"You're beautiful," Carmen whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. Her eyes were soft, full of affection as she gazed at me. "I don't tell you that enough."