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

rampage.

out in pain, he looked

eyes, and told the maid to help

day too.

up alone in my room,

thing that hurt that day, my heart was

that I lost my

mother.

each other coldly, like we were not father and daughter

asked and made sure to not

course, I met Grant and

“You’re wrong dad,’

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

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

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

worth it. Those years you shared with mom, I was sure were

Do you regret meeting her? Sharing

life with her?’

apple bob as he swallowed and

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

pain deep within his

had to go back I’d do it

again. ■

hear the raw emotions

that you’re trying to hurt her grandson dad?

dearly. You’re trying to tear his family apart.

idea? Why do you

to me. “Don’t you see I’m trying to help him Meredith? Yes.

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

unbearable. Love is

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

bit of it is

hurting Aiden because of what I had

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

Muralo’s. But Grant and I run away and never turned back.

that

that it was his actions that drove me to do such

and

way, I understood his loneliness and how

action they take, is really for the

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