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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 visit day

I woke up the next morning feeling surprisingly well-rested and content. The sun was streaming through the gaps in the heavy curtains, casting warm beams across the plush hotel bed. I stretched luxuriously, feeling the softness of the sheets against my skin. I turned to look at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was already 11 am. 

"Wow," I muttered to myself, "I slept in." 

But it was alright. I didn't have any urgent plans for the morning, so I allowed myself to linger a little longer in bed before finally deciding to get up.

I moved lazily to the bathroom, savoring the relaxed pace of the day. I turned on the shower, waiting for the water to reach the perfect temperature before stepping in. The hot water cascaded over me, washing away any lingering traces of sleep.

I stood there for a few minutes, letting the warmth seep into my muscles, before reaching for the lavender-scented shampoo provided by the hotel.