Standing by the mirror staring at my reflection, my hands trembled and tears shred on my jowls as I cannot recognize my face anymore. It's scarred and swollen, I'm probably an ugly person now or a monster like my husband calls me.

Can I ever have my face back? I asked my doctor and he shook his head and responded to me blatantly, "no! It's completely hopeless. Sorry."

Listening to him telling me that, felt like a thorn piercing into my tender chest I felt like it is going to explode. I couldn't believe I'm gonna be stuck with this damaged face for life. To worsen my grief, my husband, Xavier no longer kisses me, he dodges when he comes across my face as if it were a plague. And my son, my love, Joshua, no longer talks to me. He's embarrassed of me.

I felt fed up of Xavier giving me the cold shoulders and I missed being around his company. I appeared in front of Xavier. He shivered feeling startled by me he did not expect to see me. He left me in our bedroom and when he left, he left me on the bed thinking I was asleep.

Xavier's brows immediately furrowed soon as he saw me and he hurriedly pulled his hands from mine when I clasped his. "Hon, what're you doing here? It's 9:14pm. You aren't asleep?"

He stared up at the ceiling to avoid looking at my face and I grabbed his cheeks, "hon, look at me. Look at me." I repeated and this time, he turned looking at my face. Still, he looked away. He bowed staring at the floor.

"Hon, can we go out? It's been a while we did like to the beach for instance. Let's do it again." I twisted my somber face into a smile.

I have always been staying indoors, I barely step out. Xavier refused I go out, he didn't want the Press to discover my crumpled face. It could become the talk of the town.

Rage flowed through Xavier like a lava. He sprang from the sofa he sat and gripped my arms, "how can you ask me to go out with you?" He roared and I flinched. All the words I was going to say vanished from my mind, his furrowed eyes terrified me. He looked like a fierce beast.

"Never ask that of me." He warned and his teeth clenched hard.

I pulled my arms from his grip, "but..., " he cut me off, "you are pain! A total disaster! You're ruining my life!"

I felt a stab of pain hearing those words from him. I always knew Xavier is a quick-tempered man I never thought he loves his pride and fame more than he loves me. Ever since my face got damaged, Xavier never showed me to the public to protect his image as CEO of a modeling company, 'HOT'.

What are people going to think of him? That he employs exquisite models yet his wife is not exquisite. The beauty King is just putting up a show to be on Magazines. He doesn't have an inkling about beautiful faces since his own wife is not beautiful. He is afraid of such gossips rumoring in the modeling industry.

"Hon, why are you talking to me like that?" Tears escaped my eyes. I was feeling a lump in my throat.

"But it is the truth!" He yelped, "you are a total disaster! I wish I never married someone like you if I knew someday you're gonna have a face of a zombie."

Rage gripped me and I didn't realize when I hurled a slap at his cheek until I saw him stroking his cheek. His cheek reddened like a tomato.

"Well it's me!" I screamed at the top of my voice he clearly saw the way down my throat, "it's still me Chloe the girl you fell in love with!"

I felt I needed to remind him I was that gorgeous lady he spotted sitting at a coffee shop eight years ago. I was gazing outside my window where I sat and he caught a glimpse of me. The sidewalk he stood at was not so distant from the coffee shop, he saw me clearly. Also, the window was large, it was visible to the passers by.

I did not realize Xavier was staring at me till I flipped the strands of my hair off my cheek and I caught a glimpse of him. He flashed a wide smile at me and I threw a smile back at him. He squinted at me and he grinned from ear to ear observing my big lustrous eyes and my eyebrows which formed a perfect bow. He noticed my long soft silky jet-black hair which cascaded down my shoulders and waved at me. I waved back giggling like a teenager.

How quickly, time flies.

I gripped Xander's arms like two foams and screamed at his face, "how can you call me a total disaster?"

"But that's what you are!" He fired back. I felt startled hearing him say that.

"Because you have a horrible face, it's going to ruin my image and that I can't accept just because you are my wife!" He screeched.

"So are you regretting marrying me?, " tears rose in my eyes like a tide, "I can understand that you are furious but don't tell me you mean it that you regret marrying me." My voice cracked as I spoke.

Xavier was hesitating to speak. I felt my heart pounding in anxiousness as he wasn't uttering a word. Anger rose in me like a tide as I get impatient and I screamed, "speak up! Do you regret marrying me?"

Xavier sighed and he brushed my arm as he swerves from me. I veered and stared at him approaching the doors.

"Where're you going?" I yelped.

He kept on walking. "Xavier! Xavier!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and he stepped outside the doors without looking or turning back. A surge of tears welled my eyes as he completely fades from my sight. I did not want him to leave. I felt like pulling my Xavier into a hug but he's already gone. I could even hear the purring of his car as he swerves it from the gate.

My knees bend slowly and they dropped to the floor. The floor grazed my knees. Kneeling, I crossed my arms on my chest whimpering like a four-year-old.