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.
I need vaccation
I woke up to the soft light of dawn filtering through my bedroom curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. Normally, the sight would fill me with a sense of peace, but today, an unsettling knot of irritation sat heavy in my chest. Elena's words from last night echoed in my mind: "They were trying to set me up with Chloe's brother."
I threw back the covers and got out of bed, heading straight for the bathroom. As I washed my face, I tried to shake off the frustration. But the thought of someone else trying to claim Elena, even if it was in jest, gnawed at me.
Dressed in a crisp white blouse and tailored black trousers, I made my way to the kitchen. The smell of freshly brewed coffee greeted me, a small comfort in an otherwise turbulent morning. I poured myself a cup and took a long sip, savoring the bitter warmth.