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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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Surprise

The alarm buzzed relentlessly, pulling me from a restless sleep. I groaned, reaching out to silence it, wishing I could bury myself back under the covers. It had been a grueling week, balancing modeling school and actual modeling jobs, and my body was starting to feel the strain.

I dragged myself out of bed and into the bathroom, staring at my reflection with a mixture of exhaustion and determination. My dark, curly hair was a tangled mess, and the dark circles under my eyes were a stark reminder of my sleepless nights. I splashed cold water on my face, hoping it would wake me up.

The morning routine was almost automatic now. I brushed my teeth, untangled my hair, and carefully styled it into loose waves. A bit of foundation to hide the tiredness, a swipe of mascara, and a touch of lip gloss. I needed to look presentable, even if I felt far from it.