The Girl He Craves

Meredith’s pov

He hauled in a shaky breath, his eyes swimming with sadness. I had hit him with the

past, something that could potentially bring out the man he once was.

’She’s dead.” He whispered, pushing the photo away. “The dead can’t speak.'”

I blinked in sadness, pitying the man he is now today. “But they can still see and hear.

If mom was here, she’d smack you upside your head and then nurse your wounds.”

He clenched his fists, turning away from me completely.” Is this why you came here?

To remind me of why I’m actually doing what I’m doing? Look at me, Meredith.” His

eyes snapped up to mine suddenly and I had to take in a very sharp inhale as

emotions swam through the windows of his soul.

Father was in more pain than I realized.

’I’m a shell of a man because of her. I can love no other, I have a permanent hole in

my heart because of her. Love is selfish Meredith, the pain is unbearable. I tried to

save you from it too,” He looked over my shoulder at Grant.

He continued. “But I was too late. I need to save my grandson before it’s too late.”

I shook my head, reaching out for him. My heart ached for my father. A man who once

believed love was the answer to everything now made love his enemy. It was painful

and tormenting to watch him become this person.

When my fingers touched his hand, he flinched. His eyes swept to mine in shock. I

don’t remember the last time I held my father’s hand or the last time I voluntarily stood

this close to him.

After mom died, our father-daughter relationship was swept up and tom into shreds.

He would come home late from work, smell of booze, and trash the entire place.

I can recall listening to a few bottles shattering on the wall. I can even remember the

piercing through my heel one

rampage.

when I cried out in pain, he looked at me dead in the

the maid to help me. He didn’t come to

day too.

Instead, he had me stay up alone in my

thing that hurt that day, my heart

day I came to terms with the fact that I lost my father the same day I lost

mother.

From that day, we regarded each other coldly, like we were

asked and made sure to not upset

But of course, I met Grant

“You’re wrong

I hadn’t called him dad in a while too. Always regarded him

He looks surprised when he heard my words. There’s

the past and the way he looked at me before mom

years you shared with

Do you regret meeting her?

life with her?’

watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed

mother Meredith.’ He tore his

deep within his

had to go back I’d do it all over again.” He whispered. “I’d choose her

again. ■

I could hear the raw emotions playing in

you think you’re hurting her now that you’re trying to hurt her grandson dad?

who he loves dearly. You’re

a good idea? Why

“Don’t you see I’m trying to

would choose her all over again, but the pain of losing her

Love

let go of his hand, growing angry now that he was trying

thinking. “Love is beautiful. Every bit of it

hurting Aiden because of what

fell in love with Grant, my father had

Muralo’s. But Grant and I run away and never turned back. In

that I had abandoned

realize that it was his actions that drove me to do

He lost his wife and then

way, I understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and heart

think any action they take, is really for the

vision as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry