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.
Not without a fight
I woke up to cold stone pressing into my back, the metallic scent of blood thick in the air. My arms ached, heavy chains biting into my wrists, and for a moment, I felt disoriented.
Where was I? The last thing I remembered was storming Sydney's parents' base, anger boiling in my veins. I had been so sure I could take them down, so confident that nothing could stand in my way. But then, everything had gone dark.
Now, I was trapped.
I lifted my head slowly, squinting against the dim light filtering into the small room. The space was tight, walls made of thick, ancient stone, giving off a suffocating, claustrophobic feel.
The smell of rot was overwhelming, and the chains that bound me clanked ominously with every small movement I made. My muscles screamed in protest, but I pulled myself up, forcing my body to obey.
I couldn't stay here.