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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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284 Chs

You are mine R18

My heart raced as she leaned in, her lips inching closer to mine. The anticipation was almost unbearable, my breath hitching in my throat. Just as our lips were about to meet, a voice rang out, shattering the moment.

"Elena."

I pulled back, startled, and turned to see Carmen standing there, her face a mix of anger and determination. Before I could react, she strode over and wrapped her arm around me possessively. "We are going back to your room on the campus," she stated firmly, her voice leaving no room for argument.

Zaya opened her mouth to protest, but Carmen shot her a murderous glance that silenced her. The tension was palpable as Carmen led me away, her grip on me unwavering. In moments, we were in Carmen's car, the atmosphere thick with unspoken emotions. The drive was silent, the air heavy with Carmen's frustration.