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

rampage.

even flinch when I cried out in pain, he looked

to help me.

day too.

stay up alone in my room, crying my eyes out. My foot

hurt that

with the fact that I

mother.

we regarded each other coldly, like

I did what he asked

I met

“You’re wrong dad,’ I

in a

He looks surprised when he heard my words.

of the past and the way he looked at

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

you’ve ever been. Do you regret

life with her?’

his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and croaked

to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his

deep within his

it all over again.” He

again. ■

My heart squeezed. I could hear the raw emotions playing

hurting her now that

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

this is a good idea? Why do you want to hurt

me. “Don’t you see I’m trying to

your mother and would choose her all over again, but the

Love

growing angry now that he was trying to justify

of

hurting Aiden because of what I

father

Muralo’s. But Grant and I

way, he thinks that I had

his actions that drove me to do such

and then

a way, I understood his loneliness and how

to think any action they take, is really

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