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.
Let’s forget everything for tonight
The night settled around us like a velvet blanket, quiet and still. Carmen's arms were wrapped tightly around me as we lay on the bed, the weight of everything we'd been through easing for just a moment.
The safe house, though simple and sparse, felt like a sanctuary with her beside me.
Her fingers trailed slowly through my hair, and I nestled deeper into her chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her heartbeat. It was a sound I could lose myself in, a rhythm that steadied my soul, even when everything else felt chaotic.
Carmen shifted slightly, her breath warm against my forehead as she pressed a kiss there. Her lips lingered for a second longer than usual, as if she were silently reassuring me, telling me without words that everything would be okay.
I tilted my head up to meet her gaze, my eyes tracing the familiar lines of her face, the strong set of her jaw, and the slight furrow of her brow that never fully disappeared, even in moments like this.