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

of that broken glass piercing through my

rampage.

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

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

day too.

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

that hurt that day, my heart

that I lost my father the same day

mother.

From that day, we regarded each other coldly, like we were not father and daughter

did what he asked and made

course, I met

wrong dad,’ I

dad in a while too. Always regarded

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

me of the past and the way he looked at me before mom passed

It’s worth it. Those years you

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

life with her?’

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

it comes to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his

pain deep

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

again. ■

My heart squeezed. I could hear the raw emotions playing

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

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

is a good idea? Why

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

all over again, but the pain

unbearable. Love

now that he was

Every bit of it is

hurting Aiden because of what I had

When I fell in love with Grant, my father had tried his

the Muralo’s. But Grant and I run

way, he thinks that

it was his actions that drove me to do such a

and then he lost

a way, I understood his loneliness and how a dead

action they

I cracked. ‘I’m sorry