Daylan's POV
I didn't inform Tabitha about going to Toronto. I wanted to make sure about Samantha before I informed anyone. I had booked into a hotel where I would stay all by myself. I walked up the driveway to a fancy house, there was a car parked, the garden was well-kept. I heard kids laughing on the other side of the door as I walked up the few steps.
I knocked softly on the front door and then it opened. I was being met by a young girl, blonde hair and blue eyes, her smile huge, her brother not far behind her. He was older. "Hi, can I help you?" she asked.
"Is your mother at home?" I asked.
"Mommy!" the boy called out to her.
"What is your name?" the girl asked.
"Daylan, how about you?" I smiled politely at her.
"Sydney." she gleamed.
"Mom, here is a man looking for yo
