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

through my heel one

rampage.

when I cried out in pain, he

to help me. He didn’t come to

day too.

up alone in my room, crying my eyes

hurt that day, my

with the fact that I lost my father the same day I lost

mother.

other coldly, like we

what he asked and

But of course, I

“You’re wrong

called him dad in a while too. Always

my words. There’s a flicker in his gaze, a

me of the past and the way he looked at me before mom

beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years you shared with mom, I

Do you regret meeting her?

life with her?’

apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out. “No. I don’t

comes to your mother Meredith.’ He

deep within his

’If I had to go back I’d do it all over again.”

again. ■

heart squeezed. I could hear the raw emotions playing in

hurting her now that you’re trying to hurt her

a son, a woman who he loves dearly. You’re trying to tear his

idea? Why do you

snapped his eyes to me. “Don’t you see I’m

over again, but the pain of losing

Love is

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

“Love is beautiful. Every bit of it is beautiful. Every

hurting Aiden because of what I

in love with Grant, my father had tried his best to change my mind

into the Muralo’s. But Grant and I run away

way, he thinks that

it was his actions that

lost his wife and

his loneliness and

any action they take, is really for the

cracked. ‘I’m sorry