Mikayla's phone continued to ring on and on and on...She stared blankly at the screen of her ringing phone until it stopped. She wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, least of all Cael. She knew it wasn't right and it wasn't fair. He hadn't done anything wrong.In fact, Cael had been near perfect so far. And that made her even sadder because in truth she had nothing to offer him. The only thing being part of his life would bring him was whispers and slander.And none of the people who engaged in that slander would be wrong. Michelle was her mum, and she was everything people said and worse. She was the child of a whore who would spread her legs to any man with money as long as he could fund her lifestyle. Michelle even carried the title of gold digger with pride.Mikayla always said that the one big regret of her life was being born to her mother. If she could somehow go back in time, she would find a way to prevent her entire existence from happening. Anything to save her f

Mikayla pulled up to Cael's estate. She leaned out the window and smiled at the security guard. "Hi, Tom" she greeted. They'd gotten to know each other quite well when she stayed with Cael."Hello, Mrs Wall," he greeted. "How are you today?" "I'm fine, thank you," she answered. "How's work?" She asked.The muscled bodyguard raised a brow to her. "Same Same," he answered. He took her card which Cael had given her and ran it through before letting her in. It didn't matter that he knew her and recognized her already, he would still run the card.She beeped her horn to bid him goodbye and took off. She entered Cael's house with her own key and went off to look for him. She looked all over the house but he was no where to be found. He was not in the living room or in the kitchen or in his bedroom.She finally went to look for him in the garage and found him there with another person. All she could see of the person was a butt in the air because their face was stuck under the hood o

By the time Mikayla drove back home after work, all her anger and fury had melted away and in it's place was heart wrenching guilt at the way she'd spoken to her mum. She'd snapped and just blindly spat words out without thinking.It was true that she tried to hide her relation with her mum as much as possible, but she wouldn't have chosen to say it in that way. For all her faults, Michelle had been a good mum to her.She took care of her growing up, made her food, cared for her, played with her. Up until her classmates caught wind of her mum's affairs and started making fun of her, she hadn't even known there was anything strange about having a different man around every couple of years.She'd learnt to stay out of her mother's way whenever one of her 'friends' were around and they never bothered her too. Some of them would even bring her expensive gifts. She lived in a big, nice house and went to a nice school.Michelle didn't deserve the things she'd said to her today. She wou

Mikayla was being shaken awake. She woke confused but immediately realized that it was Abe. A quick look at the clock showed that it was 6:30m. He'd fallen asleep early in the evening yesterday after which she carried him to her bedroom; her real bedroom, not the guest room. Now that Michelle was gone, it was hers again. She'd placed him in her bed because she wasn't sure three year olds could sleep alone yet. She was on one side and she blocked his other side with pillows so he wouldn't roll off the bed. She'd woken up about fifty times during the night checking that he was still asleep, that he hadn't rolled off the bed, that he was still breathing... it had been a very difficult night for her. Damn Michelle for thrusting her into this situation.But now, Abe was up and he wanted her up as well. "Okay, okay, I'm awake." Mikayla sat up. She ruffled his hair. "Good morning, Abe."He didn't respond. His attention was fully on trying to climb over the pillows she'd stacked in his

Mikayla whistled into the hospital that morning. She was in a good mood. Better than good, in fact. She was in a great mood. She'd just dropped Abe off into the hands of his friendly teacher, a wiry little lady named Dara.He'd gone with her happily when he saw the other kids and toys in the classroom. He barely remembered to wave goodbye to her. She'd also gotten a great night's sleep and that was thanks to Cael's thoughtfulness.After visiting the school yesterday, he'd driven her back home to meet a package on her doorstep."What is this? I can't remember ordering any packages." And it was a big one too so she was doubly sure it couldn't be hers. But it was her name on it. "Oh, I ordered that," he'd said casually."You did? What is it?""It's a crib," he'd answered. "Since you couldn't sleep all night because you were scared he'd roll off the bed, I thought it'd be a great idea to buy him his own bed that he won't roll out of."Tears sprung up in Mikayla's eyes. "Don't worry, I