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.
Work
As we stepped back into my apartment, a lazy Saturday atmosphere settling around us, Carmen stretched and flopped onto the couch, completely ignoring the mountain of paperwork stacked on the side table.
She'd managed to dodge it the past few days even if she had started to get back on in yesterday, but it had finally caught up with her. I raised an eyebrow, seeing her sink into the cushions with a content sigh.
"Carmen, what exactly do you think you're doing?" I said, crossing my arms, giving her a pointed look.
"Oh, you know, just relaxing with my lovely girlfriend on a Saturday afternoon," she replied, grinning up at me, completely unfazed.
"Not a chance." I scoffed, planting myself in front of her with a smirk. "You've got work piled up over there, Miss Steele."
She shot a quick look at the paperwork and then back at me, her eyes widening like a guilty child. "You wouldn't... You wouldn't make me work on a Saturday, would you?"