"Not a chance, Ax. To fix them properly I'd need to have surgery and someone who could actually build them at that level and we're talking stock market pricey. My parents were willing to cash out a lot to make sure their heir wouldn't be a failure." Hartley turned around to lean back against the mattress, looking up at Axel. "It's not bad. It's just part of me and usually people have no idea. I don't mind it."