The moment Mandy walked past him without so much as a glance, Zayn turned sharply in her direction.

She was smiling now, laughing even, with a girl he didn’t recognize. That expression… it didn’t belong to the Mandy he remembered. And the fact that she ignored him so effortlessly twisted something deep in his chest.

No flip of her hair. No forced smile. No awkward attempt to catch his attention. Nothing. She just walked right past him like he was invisible.

Seriously? Mandy… ...