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.

feel the air pressure in the room return

his phone on Zayn’s

internet sensation. She’s now

finally cast his gaze on Liam’s phone screen when he

pictured smiling as she held up a bottle of colorless perfume.

breathtaking in a vintage–looking

With a

had

so brightly in the pictures and looked so angelic in her white dress that it was hard to

looked enchanting, like an

thumb as though caressing Willow’s

felt his heart strum back to life in his

a moment, everything felt right

a second before he was filled with

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the world

of a

robot, a functioning corpse, for a month since Willow’s supposed death. And yet, she couldn’t even bother telling him she was alive and

wondered if she simply enjoyed watching his

out a humorless chuckle as he contemplated