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 one of those mornings after

rampage.

when I cried out in pain, he looked at

the maid to help me. He didn’t

day too.

Instead, he had me stay up alone in my room, crying my eyes out. My foot

thing that hurt that day, my

that I lost my father

mother.

each other coldly, like we were not father and

I did what he asked and made sure to not

of course, I met Grant and everything

wrong dad,’

a while too. Always

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

reminded me of the past and the way he

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

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

life with her?’

his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out. “No.

comes to your mother Meredith.’ He tore

pain deep within

do it all

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear

hurting her now that

woman who he loves dearly. You’re trying to tear his family

idea? Why do you want to

“Don’t you see I’m trying to help

all over again,

Love

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

is beautiful. Every bit of it is

beautiful. Stop hurting Aiden because of what I

When I fell in love with Grant, my father

and I run away

way, he thinks that

his actions that

He lost his wife and then he lost his

understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and

action they take, is really for

blurred my vision as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry for leaving you