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

that broken glass piercing through my heel one of those mornings after

rampage.

He didn’t even flinch when I cried out in pain, he looked at me

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

day too.

me stay up alone in my

that hurt that day, my heart was

fact that I lost my father the same day

mother.

regarded each other coldly,

all. I did what he asked and made sure to not

I met

“You’re wrong

hadn’t called him dad in a while too.

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

of the past and the

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

you regret meeting her? Sharing

life with her?’

watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and croaked

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

deep within his

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

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear the raw emotions playing in his

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

a woman who he loves dearly. You’re

you think this is a good idea? Why

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

choose her all over again,

Love

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

of it is beautiful.

because of

my father had tried his best to change my mind

and

way, he thinks that I had abandoned

that it was his actions that drove me to do such a

wife and then he

I understood his loneliness and

someone insane to think any action they

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