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 of those

rampage.

out in

his soulless eyes, and told the maid to help me. He didn’t come to see

day too.

Instead, he had me stay up alone in my room, crying

that hurt that day,

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

mother.

regarded each other coldly, like we were not father

what he asked and made

I met Grant and everything

“You’re wrong

in a while too. Always regarded

when he heard my words. There’s a flicker in

of the past and the way he

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

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

life with her?’

watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out. “No. I don’t

anything when it comes to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his

deep within

back I’d do it all over again.” He

again. ■

My heart squeezed. I could hear

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

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

think this is a good idea? Why do

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

her all over again,

unbearable. Love

of his hand, growing angry now that he was trying

of it

beautiful. Stop hurting Aiden because of what I

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

the Muralo’s. But Grant and I run away and never

thinks that I had

his actions that drove me to

lost his wife and

understood his loneliness and how a dead mind

insane to think any action they take, is really for the

vision as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry