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

broken glass piercing through my heel one

rampage.

out in

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

day too.

alone in my room, crying my eyes out. My foot wasn’t

thing that hurt that day,

terms with the fact that I

mother.

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

all. I did what he asked and made sure

course, I met Grant and

“You’re wrong dad,’ I

hadn’t called him dad in a while too. Always regarded

surprised when he heard my words. There’s a

that reminded me of the past and the way he looked at me

years you shared with mom, I was sure

been. Do you regret

life with her?’

he swallowed and croaked out.

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

deep within

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

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear the

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

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

think this is a good idea? Why do you

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

mother and would choose her all over again, but

unbearable. Love is

I let go of his hand, growing angry now that he was trying to

of it

because of what I

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

But Grant and I run away and never turned

thinks that I had

he didn’t realize that it was his actions that drove

lost his wife and then

I understood his loneliness and how a dead mind

action they

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