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 of

rampage.

when I cried out in pain, he looked at me dead in the

and told the maid to

day too.

up alone in my room, crying my eyes out. My

that

to terms with the fact that I

mother.

we regarded each other coldly, like we were not father and

what he asked and made sure

I met Grant

wrong

called him dad in a while too. Always

words.

the way he looked at me before mom

’Love is beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years you

ever been. Do you regret

life with her?’

watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and

to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his eyes away,

pain deep

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

again. ■

heart squeezed. I could hear the raw emotions playing in his

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

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

this is a good idea? Why do you want

see I’m trying to help him

mother and would choose her all over

unbearable. Love

of his hand, growing angry now that he

thinking. “Love is beautiful. Every bit of it is beautiful.

Stop hurting Aiden because of what

Grant, my father had tried his best to change

could marry into the Muralo’s. But Grant and I run away and never

way, he thinks that I

it was his actions that drove

lost his wife and then he

I understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and

someone insane to think any action they take, is

‘I’m sorry for leaving you the