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

feeling of that broken glass piercing through my heel

rampage.

out in pain, he looked at me

to help me. He didn’t come to see

day too.

stay up alone in my

that hurt that day, my

came to terms with the fact that I lost my father

mother.

other coldly, like we

I did what he asked

of course, I met Grant

wrong dad,’ I

dad in a while

surprised when he heard my words. There’s a flicker in his gaze,

me of the past and the way he looked

worth it. Those years you shared with

you’ve ever been. Do you regret meeting her?

life with her?’

as he

comes to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his eyes

pain deep within his

I’d do it all over again.” He whispered. “I’d choose her all

again. ■

My heart squeezed. I could hear the

you’re hurting her now that you’re trying to

loves dearly.

you think this is a good idea? Why do you

snapped his eyes to me. “Don’t you see I’m trying to help him Meredith? Yes.

mother and would choose her all over again, but the

Love is

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

beautiful. Every bit of it is beautiful. Every single

because of what I had

Grant, my father had tried his

Muralo’s. But Grant and I

he thinks that

didn’t realize that it was his actions that drove me to

wife and

I understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and heart

think any action

as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry for leaving you