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

rampage.

didn’t even flinch when I cried out in pain, he looked at me dead in the

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

day too.

alone in my room, crying my eyes out. My

hurt that day, my

I came to terms with the fact that I lost my father the

mother.

coldly, like we were not father

he asked and made sure to

I

“You’re wrong

a while too.

He looks surprised when he heard my words.

past and the

it. Those years you shared with mom, I was

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

life with her?’

adam’s apple bob as he swallowed

mother Meredith.’ He

pain deep

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

again. ■

hear the raw emotions playing in

that you’re trying to hurt her grandson dad?

dearly. You’re trying

idea? Why

“Don’t you see I’m trying

over again, but the

Love is

his hand, growing angry now

Every bit of it is beautiful. Every

beautiful. Stop hurting Aiden because of what

Grant, my father had tried his best to change my mind

and I run

that I

it was his actions

He lost his wife and

and

think any action

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