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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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We need to find a new place

The day had a strange, heavy tension hanging in the air, like the calm before a storm. Isabel and I sat in the living room, the quiet between us filled with unspoken worries. I couldn't focus on anything, not the TV show Isabel had half-heartedly put on, not the cup of tea I'd made but barely touched.

My thoughts were all tangled up with Carmen her safety, where she could be, what was happening to her.

Isabel had been watching me closely all morning, though she hadn't said much. She didn't need to. We both knew the weight of the situation we were in.

"How are you holding up?" Isabel asked finally, breaking the silence. Her tone was cautious, like she knew the answer wouldn't be great.

I glanced at her, trying to force a smile but failing miserably. "I'm... I'm trying. It's hard not knowing what's happening with Carmen."