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.
I need some time to think about it
The Royal Spare Café was never meant to be a place of vulnerability. It was my sanctuary—a refuge from the relentless demands of my high-powered life. Yet here I was, sitting across from Elena, my heart pounding like a trapped bird.
Elena. The name echoed in my mind, and I wondered how someone so seemingly ordinary could unravel my carefully constructed facade. She was beautiful, yes, but it was more than that. Her eyes held secrets, and her smile was like a stolen kiss. I had met countless people, but none like her.
As I listened to her talk about her love for painting and the outdoors, I realized I was in uncharted territory. My usual aloofness had deserted me, replaced by a strange warmth. And then, like a fool, I blurted out those words: "So marry me."
What madness possessed me? I had no business proposing to anyone, let alone Elena. I was cold, calculating—a shark in a designer suit. But there it was, hanging in the air, and Elena's shock mirrored my own.