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It had been three years. Three long and fulfilling years since Jhene had left everything behind at that stupid party. She hadn't spoken to Isaiah or Desiree in this long time frame. However, she did realize how selfish it would be to leave them without even any reasoning. She did send letters about 5 months after her absence. She hoped they understood and received them well even if they didn't know the full truth behind her leaving.

Her dog, Lola, was given away. Jhene felt as though she deserved to be with someone who would give her the proper attention that she would need. It's not that Jhene didn't want her but she had other plans that would take her away from Lola.  No attention would be on her. And that was unfair to her pooch. So, she gave Lola to Mama, and Mama a farewell hug. Even though Mama didn't exactly know it was a goodbye gesture. It was very hard for Jhene to let go of her favorite waitress but she knew she had to.

The night she left the party she listened to Andrea, who held her word about the money Jhene would receive. Jhene then had to get her affairs in order. She called her mom, making sure to fill her in on all the details, and giving her directions to follow.

The next day, Jhene, her mom, and Brian hopped on a flight, with new passports, new id's and new credit cards.  All of which was sent to Jhene that morning. She had a whole new identity. It was like deja vu.

She somehow found herself always running. Running from people, to be exact. She was so tired of it, so while she sat on the plane on the way to Canada...yeah, Canada, she vowed something. She vowed that this would be the last time she ever ran. From anyone. From her father—Wren & Andrea, anyone. She was done running; done always searching for somewhere new go to. She was so sick of that shit. She had made a promise to herself that she would train like she did when her father was still around. She needed to be prepared in case he made a surprise visit. Because this time around, she wouldn't be running.

After moving to Canada she, Brian, and her mom stayed in a hotel for a while. They had to find their places, and considering it was a rush leave, they had only then to find somewhere to stay.

Two weeks in Brian and her mom found a cute little house even though they could've afforded something bigger. Jhene ended up getting a condo with high ceilings and a view of Toronto's beautiful city. She now understood why Drake was such a glazer of this place. The views of this city were beautiful. She was perched right in the middle of the city, so she could see outward of most of the city's landscape

Jhene knew she couldn't just live off the money Andrea gave her. I mean, she could. But it was too risky and unstable, especially if Jhene did see a future for herself. That would be financial suicide. So, she started something lucrative, a small investment firm (specializing in the stock market) that granted large revenue. It was good, she was making money while doing little to nothing after a few months.

Jhene ended up making a few friends. There was Quetsiya, a beautiful tanned-skin black girl, who had the cutest smile. She was so pretty, and her personality was pretty as well. She always had this laidback way about herself, but somehow she was the most caring person ever.  Jhene and Quetsiya met at a bookstore when Jhene was trying to get some self-wellness books. Yeah, she was on her self-love shit, and Quetsiya happened to be on the same wave. It seemed like fate when Quetsiya asked to get coffee and they later ended up in her apartment sharing a thick wood.

And from Quetsiya, Jhene had met her second friend out here, Elena. Elena was a lot more aggressive than Quetsiya. She was always checking bitches when they talked out the side of her neck. She was really sweet if she felt like it. She wasn't a comforter but she was a fighter. She didn't do the cuddling to make you feel better. She was more of a let's get revenge type. Jhene often wondered if that was because of her past that she didn't like talking about.