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.
Do you think we'll ever get some kind of normal back?
I woke up to the soft light of the morning streaming through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. For a moment, I forgot everything the danger, the stress, the terrifying encounters.
All I felt was warmth. I blinked slowly, taking in the peaceful quiet and the strong arms wrapped protectively around me.
Carmen was still asleep, her face buried in my hair, her breath steady against my neck. I smiled, feeling a rush of comfort.
Having her here made everything feel less frightening, like the chaos of the past few days had no hold on me as long as she was close. I gently shifted in her arms, trying not to wake her just yet. The last thing I wanted was to disturb the rare moment of calm.
I turned slightly, catching a glimpse of her face. Even in sleep, she looked fierce and strong, her dark hair tousled, lips slightly parted. There was something so serene about her now, a side of Carmen I rarely got to see.