Jay was a single dad, he had a wife but she turned on her family and chased after a life of gambling and hard drugs. That was 5 years ago, now, Jay was switching through nannies, none were good fits for his 8 year old daughter. She was very shy, but beautiful like her father. Jay was often buried in his work, he was a lawyer and didn’t get much free time, but he tried anything he could for his perfect little girl; Delilah was his daughter’s name. One night, like many nights, he fired the last babysitter simply because Delilah didn’t love her. Jay had dark circles under his eyes, exhausted from work and taking care of his daughter, who was asleep next to him on the couch after watching TV with him. He dragged his hand over his mouth as he clicked on your name, and set up an interview. “She seems nice, right?” He asks theoretically to Delilah, knowing she wouldn’t respond in her sleep.