All Chapters of Fix my face not my heart: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

“You ugly bitch.”Damien Blackwood's voice cut through the quiet of the mansion with enough force to make the words travel down the long hallway and slip beneath the closed door of Elena's bedroom, where she sat on the edge of her bed with her hands folded tightly over her lap, already knowing exactly what had provoked him even before she heard the second angry breath that followed.Damien was the kind of man people noticed before he even said a word, standing well above most men with broad shoulders that filled the expensive suits he wore, a sharp jaw, dark hair that was always perfectly styled and an effortlessly handsome face that made photographers linger whenever he appeared at an event. His appearance had become part of his reputation, just as much as his wealth, influence and ruthless ability to get what he wanted, and tonight, beneath the polished exterior, he was furious.He had attended a charity event with his wife, Elena Hart Blackwood, because appearances demanded it, and

The ride to Adrian Kane's office was quiet, almost painfully so, with Elena sitting in the back seat and watching the city pass through the tinted windows while the driver remained focused on the road, neither of them making any attempt to fill the silence.She had spent most of the journey going over what she wanted to say, what questions she needed to ask and, more importantly, what she expected to hear, but every time she rehearsed the conversation in her head, the words seemed to disappear before she could arrange them properly.She had never been nervous about doctors.She had been nervous about this one.A high rise building eventually came into focus through the windshield, towering over the surrounding buildings with an almost intimidating elegance. At the very top of its glass facade was a massive advertisement featuring a woman's face marked with surgical lines and delicate measurements, her expression calm and confident despite the markings across her forehead, cheeks and j

It was business as usual for Elena.Damien was barely home as always. He preferred spending his time at work rather than having a moment longer than necessary with his wife, and Elena had stopped expecting anything different from him. The mansion could have been filled with a hundred people and somehow still feel empty whenever Damien wasn't there.She sat curled up on the couch, watching her favorite show, Fish Tank.It had started as a simple way to shut out the silence of the mansion. At first, Elena had only watched it because she needed something playing in the background while she went about her day, but eventually it became an addiction. She waited impatiently for every new episode and watched it almost the moment it came out, sometimes losing track of time because the characters on the screen were easier to deal with than the people inside her own home.The television continued playing as Elena reached for the glass of water beside her.Her phone buzzed.She glanced at it with