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 heel

rampage.

in

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

day too.

my room, crying my

that hurt that day, my

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

mother.

other coldly, like we were not father and daughter

asked and made sure to not upset

of course, I

wrong dad,’

in a while too. Always regarded him as

my words. There’s a flicker in his

and the way he looked at me before mom passed

is beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years

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

life with her?’

he swallowed and croaked out.

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

pain deep within

go back I’d do it all over again.” He whispered. “I’d choose her all

again. ■

I could hear the raw

now that you’re trying to hurt her grandson dad?

loves dearly.

a good idea? Why do you want

you see I’m trying

over again, but the

Love

now that he was trying to justify his absurd

beautiful. Every bit of it

beautiful. Stop hurting Aiden because of what I had

love with Grant, my father

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

that I had abandoned

was his actions that drove me to

and

and how

any action they take, is

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