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.
It's none of her concern
I woke up to an empty bed, the absence of Elena's warmth a stark reminder of the unusual situation we were in. The sheets felt cold, a silent testament to how long she had been gone.
For a moment, I lay there, my body molded into the contours of the mattress, wondering where she had gone so early. The room was bathed in the soft, pale light of dawn seeping through the curtains, casting long shadows that danced with the gentle breeze from the open window.
Then I heard it—the distant, soothing sound of water running from the bathroom. The rhythmic splash against the tiles was almost hypnotic. She was taking a shower. I let out a sigh, feeling a strange mixture of relief and disappointment.
It was tempting to join her, to step under the warm cascade and feel the tension of the night wash away, but I knew better than to intrude on her privacy. Elena valued her moments of solitude, especially in the morning.