All too late for his love

Chapter 295

“Let me go!” Willow exclaimed, looking up to find herself mere Inches from Zayn’s furious, handsome face.

The absurdity of the situation brought a sense of amusement to her. She had been forcefully pulled into the car and pinned down. Logically, she should have been the one seething with anger. Instead, Zayn looked inexplicably livid.

“Willow, do you find it amusing to toy with me?‘ Zayn snapped.

“Mr. Carter, I honestly have no clue what you’re talking about!” Willow protested, pushing against him with all her might.

But he remained unmoved, as solid as a statue.

“Willow, it wasn’t you who died a month ago!”

in Zayn’s

me bring you joy? Do you enjoy making

you’re being completely unreasonable!” Willow retorted, too frustrated to continue

conversation.

against his hold, attempting to break free, but Zayn tightened his grip, pinning her wrists

you, all while you were flirting with Mr. Nightingale. How can you be

lan, nor did she want to. But having to

do you think you are? Who I flirt with is none of your business! Let me go! I want nothing

life nor death!”

in a fire. He was engulfed by excruciating heartache as he cradled the charred remains. That moment

stared at Willow’s trembling lips with bloodshot eyes. A whirlwind of emotions–longing, pain, hatred, jealousy–stormed

keep yourself in check!” Willow

when she sensed Zayn spiraling

had been brought to the school gate by his teacher, waiting for his parents to pick him up. Willow