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!”

Zayn’s eyes

me bring you joy? Do you enjoy making a

completely unreasonable!” Willow retorted, too frustrated

conversation.

free, but Zayn tightened his

thoughts of you, all while you were flirting

she want to. But having to

flirt with is none of your business! Let me go! I want nothing to do with you from

life nor death!”

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

bloodshot eyes. A whirlwind of emotions–longing,

keep yourself in

face turned ghostly white when she sensed Zayn spiraling into

by his teacher, waiting for his parents to pick him up. Willow worried about the humiliation she would face if