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.
Fight
I had to calm my mind.
Panic wouldn't help me now, and I knew it. The fear crawling up my spine, the anger simmering just beneath the surface they were distractions.
Sydney's parents were clever, calculating. They'd planned this, made sure I was weak, and now they were probably waiting for me to break.
But I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction.
I breathed in slowly, forcing the air deep into my lungs. The burn in my ribs made me grit my teeth, but I ignored it. Pain was something I could use.
Something I could focus on. I needed to think. There had to be a way out of here, something they overlooked. Vampires or not, everyone had a blind spot.
The guards, I noticed, weren't looking at me anymore. They assumed I was too weak to pose a threat. Good. Let them underestimate me. I just needed to bide my time, wait for the right moment. That's when they'd regret leaving me alive.
But first, I needed a plan.