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.

had to take a deep breath to feel the air pressure

at his phone on Zayn’s

sensation. She’s now

on Liam’s phone screen when

as she held

in a

barest makeup that accentuated her naturally beautiful features. With a face like that, she could put other women to shame even

had always

the pictures and looked so angelic in her white dress that it was hard to imagine her as anything

looked enchanting, like an

thumb as though caressing Willow’s face–the

strum back to life in his

was alive. For a moment, everything felt

lasted only a second before he was

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the world had heard of Zayn losing himself in grief over

of a

supposed death. And yet, she couldn’t even

she simply enjoyed watching his

let out a humorless chuckle as he contemplated Willow’s