CHAPTER 58

"Mom!?" Mikayla exclaimed as the shadow morphed into the recognizable features of the woman who birthed her. "What the hell are you doing here!"

Michelle looked the same as ever; shockingly beautiful and well put together.

Even at this time of the night, her make up was flawless.

Her long blonde hair bellowed behind her that of a wraith, giving her an etheneral enchanting look.

She was dressed in a tight mini dress that barely covered her ass and left little else to the imagination.

It was paired with a set of heels that were so high, Mikayla was sure she could never walk comfortably in them.

But her mother, Michelle Wall, had worn those types of heels since she could remember and she walked in them with surprising ease and grace.

In fact, she was so used to them that Mikayla remembered her walking on tiptoes around the house even when she wasn't in heels.

"Is that the way to speak to your mother?" Michelle asked. "And are you going to keep us standing out here? It's late."

Us? The