All too late for his love

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“Boss, Ms. Sanford is still alive!”

Only then did Zayn pause whatever work he was in the middle of, the pen he gripped in his left hand hovering above the paperwork.

A self–deprecating scoff escaped him next as Liam’s words sank in.

There they were again, the delusions that had been mocking him since Willow’s death.

He’d just imagined Liam, who had never been a wisecrack and took his job seriously, telling him Willow was still alive.

How could Willow possibly be alive when Zayn himself had applied makeup on her reconstructed face and combed through her wig before she was cremated?

He had even personally carried the urn containing her ashes, which was all that was left of her. Willow was not coming back.

“What did you just say, Liam?”

Zayn’s icy voice was quiet, but it seemed to draw the air out of the room and leave Liam breathless.

to feel the air pressure in

again, he pointed at his phone on

internet sensation. She’s now The Nation’s First

Liam’s phone screen when he heard

as she held up a bottle of

in a

a face like that, she could put

Willow’s presence had

pictures and looked so angelic in her

enchanting, like an ethereal

of his thumb as though

strum back to life in

moment, everything felt right and

only a second before he was filled

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and yet everyone in the world had heard of Zayn

a

supposed death. And yet, she couldn’t

she simply enjoyed

he contemplated Willow’s newfound title, “The Nation’s First