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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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When the knock echoed through the quiet of the room, I froze. Carmen, tangled up beside me, stirred as I opened my eyes and became aware of two things simultaneously: we were still naked, with not a single blanket covering us, and we were sprawled right there in the middle of the living room.

My heart rate picked up as I scrambled to sit up, glancing frantically toward the door.

"Oh no," I muttered, biting my lip as I shook Carmen's shoulder. "Carmen. Someone's here."

She blinked awake, looking drowsy but slightly amused as she caught sight of my panicked expression. But when another knock came, her smile vanished, and she was up in a flash, eyes wide as the realization hit her.

"We need clothes. Now," I whispered urgently, reaching for anything within arm's reach that could even remotely resemble clothing.

My own clothes were scattered all over the place my shirt by the coffee table, my pants near the lamp, and everything else God knows where.