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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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You act like a bitch

I woke up to an empty bed, the sheets cool where Carmen had been. I stretched, feeling a mix of disappointment and acceptance. Carmen had a demanding schedule, and I knew she couldn't always be here in the mornings.

Still, it would have been nice to wake up next to her. I sighed, pushing myself up and swinging my legs over the side of the bed. The events of last night replayed in my mind—the kiss, the confrontation with Sydney. It was a lot to process, but I had to keep moving forward.

I headed to the bathroom, turning on the shower. The hot water was a welcome relief, washing away the remnants of sleep and the lingering tension from last night. As I stood under the spray, I couldn't help but think about Sydney.

She was the one who was supposed to marry Carmen. The thought made my heart clench, but I pushed it aside. I couldn't dwell on that now. I had my own place in Carmen's life, and I needed to focus on that.