You guys are awesome! I love you beautiful reviewers! The more you review the more I will type! Chapter 2: Secrets.

1 year has passed-

CHADS POV

"Daddy, please! Tell me more about her! Just one more story before I go to sleep." Dhara convinced.

"No… No more stories. That's enough, sweetheart. You need to forget about her already and move on." I said harshly.

"But- I want to know her. If I can't see her, I want to at least know her." She said looking down. That was it, I thought. I had to just break her heart.

"SHES DEAD, DHARA. LET IT GO." I said looking her straight in the eyes and burning those words through her. I got up, and walked out the door, and stopped when I heard silent sobbing. Heck with it I thought. She needed to get over this every day thing of asking and wanting to know more about her mother.

-I remember that night. It was only just about 2 months ago. I felt terrible for doing that to Dhara, but I got what I wanted: for her to stop.

After that night, she never asked about Sonny again. Neither for a bedtime story.

"Dhara, what story you want me to tell you for a bedtime story?"

"No thanks. I don't want one. Goodnight." She said, turning her back to me and buried herself into her bed to sleep."

It was painful for both of us. I knew she wanted to know everything possible about her mother. But it was too much pressure for me. I didn't know how I was going to tell her, after I've been lying to her all these years. How could one forgive someone who would lie about their own mother being dead? I feel like a monster.

Last week it was Dhara's eight birthdays. This year was different though, because Sonny didn't send a letter. Shocker, right?

Also, instead- Dhara didn't want to do anything for her birthday. All she wanted was to go back to California and see Kris, her grandmother.

"Oh, Dhara! How does it feel to finally be eight?" My grandmother asked, happy to see us both finally here.

"It's good, grandma. I've missed you! Did you bake me cookies?" she asked.

"Of course, chocolate chip your favorite!"

"Yay! Daddy, go bring my luggage!" she commanded and ran off into the kitchen.

I decided to walk back to the car and get the two luggages inside the house. Wow, this place hasn't changed one bit, I thought. I wonder what else hasn't changed around here…

"So did you tell her yet?" Kris asked me, stopping me from thinking.

"Tell her what?" I asked, clearly confused.

"Oh stop playing with me Chad; I'm not that old you know. You know exactly what I'm talking about!" She said, walking into the living room. I decided to follow her and stood in front of where she was sitting.

"No, actually I have no idea what you're talking about. Care to explain?" I asked.

"Did you tell her about Sonny? Or Dylan?" she asked. GREAT, did I not get over this topic?

"No and I'm not planning on telling her." I said harshly, beginning to walk away but stop when she speaks up.

"That is it Chad! If you don't finally grow the balls to tell your own daughter, then I will!" she said beginning to get up. I walked to her before she can move any closer to the kitchen. "

"No! You're not telling her anything!" I quietly said bitterly.

"She deserves to know!" she yelled.

"Mom, please just stay out of this. It's none of your business of how I take care of my daughter." I said, angry and annoyed at her attempt to ruin everything.

"Oh come on, she's eight now! The sooner you tell her, the better it will be for both of you. Later you're going to regret not telling her. Think about how long she's been apart from her real mother. She seems to still remember her in a way; you have even told me that she still asks about her! All I'm saying is that if you don't tell her now, it will be too late. I don't want to see you stress about this anymore." Kris explained, giving me a sympathetic face. But I was not about to ruin everything now, no matter how right she was.

I just shook my head No and looked down to the ground.

Glad that she let it go and walked back to her couch, defeated, I decided to go get the luggage's and take them to Guest Rooms.

DHARA'S POV –

I heard a lot of noise coming from the living room, disturbing me from eating my cookie. So I decided to go check up on what was going on.

As I walked to the living room, I stopped when I saw my dad blocking my Grandma, so I took a few steps back, hiding behind the dining room wall.

"Think about how long she's been apart from her real mother. She seems to still remember her in a way; you have even told me that she still asks about her! All I'm saying is that if you don't tell her now, it will be too late. I don't want to see you stress about this anymore." Grandma Kris said.

What was going on? What did she mean by my Real mother? I know everything that I could ever know, except for whatever my dad doesn't want to tell me. But I know that she's dead. So what could be so important about her that my dad was hiding from me?

I knew it was a good idea to come here for my birthday.

I kept seeing things in my dreams, about the familiar boy. Something tells me he's here somewhere. Maybe not him, but a clue to who he is.

I need to know why he keeps popping into my head.

If my Dad doesn't trust me enough to tell me, then I guess I'm going to have to find out myself.

Chad's POV –

As I walked upstairs down the hall way with all the Family photos, I begin to walk into the guest room, but stopped. As I turned back around and examined the hall way again, the entire luggage's had dropped out of my hands and fell to the ground.

Crap.

All the photos had been of Sonny, Dhara, Dylan, and me when we were together. There were photos of Sonny and a young boy too. I picked up the photo of the younger boy… was that...Dylan?

Well, who else can it be? Duh it's Dylan.

He had grown so much since last time I've seen him. Has it really been that long? It's been what, five years?

He grew so much.

I didn't know how to feel about this. Had I really missed a lot of his life? He looks fine, so I'm guessing Sonny's taking a pretty good job as a single mother. Wait… what if he was helped? She was helped? Maybe Sonny could have got help from someone to raise Dylan with her. Like a new Dad. A stepfather.

No, that's not Sonny like. Sonny wouldn't be the one to move on that quickly, I mean come on she had two kids! Well, technically one, not counting Dhara. She couldn't have. Or Could she?

Why do I even bother with it? It's not like I still loved Sonny, and hoped that she was still single.

But that was a lie. Iwas in love with Sonny.

But why couldn't I stop myself from loving her so god damn much? I'm not good for her. I'm a JERK.

I took her own daughter away from her.

I divorced her.

I abandoned her.

Even my own Son…

I looked both ways of the hall way, checking if the close was clear. I quickly grabbed the photos of Sonny and Dylan and any other photo of them and took them into the guest room. As I walked in, I had to figure out where exactly I was going to hid them. Maybe under the bed? – Too Obvious.

Maybe I should keep it in my luggage? – Eh, not a good idea if Dhara goes through my stuff.

Maybe I should just hide it under all these papers and mail and stuff that are inside my side desk. Perfect I thought.

"Daddy!" I heard from downstairs.

"Yes" I yelled.

"Come down stairs! I hear Dhara call.

"Coming!" I yelled back. I quickly opened the drawer and piled few things on top of the photos and closed it. I was satisfied with myself and knew no one will find it. I went back to the hall way and picked up the luggage's and took them to the guest room.

I jogged down the stairs and picked Dhara up, kissing her forehead.

"Hehehe, Daddy grandma made cookies. You want some?" she asked me.

"Yes please, with milk." I said smiling.

"What was all the noise coming from upstairs?" she asked.

"Oh, nothing to worry about my angel." I smirked.

"Okay, oh and Daddy. Grandma and I want to talk to you about something. "She said. Crap, Mom. You better have not told her.

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I know I haven't updated in a long time. It's cause my laptop internet wasn't working! So now that I finally got it to work for a few, I can update for today. But no worries! For Christmas I'm getting a laptop :D So I can update more.