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.
One slice won't hurt
As soon as Elena left the room, I leaned back in my chair and let out a deep breath. My mother's persistent expectations and the constant need to maintain appearances were suffocating. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to regain my composure before facing the rest of the day.
Just as I was beginning to collect my thoughts, the door creaked open again. I didn't need to look up to know who it was. My mother's presence was always unmistakable.
"Carmen," she began, her tone laced with that familiar edge of disapproval, "I couldn't help but notice something rather peculiar."
I opened my eyes and met her gaze, already bracing myself for whatever critique she had prepared. "And what might that be, Mother?"
She walked further into the room, her steps deliberate and measured. "I have yet to see you and Elena share a kiss. Not even a peck on the cheek. It's very unusual for an engaged couple, don't you think?"