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

through my heel one of

rampage.

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

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

day too.

he had me stay up alone in my room, crying my

only thing that hurt that day, my heart

that I

mother.

that day, we regarded each other coldly,

what he asked and made

But of course, I met Grant and

wrong dad,’ I

I hadn’t called him dad in a while too.

He looks surprised when he heard my words. There’s

the way he looked at

worth it. Those years you

been. Do you regret meeting her? Sharing life with

life with her?’

bob as he swallowed and croaked out.

your mother

deep

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

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear the

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

a woman who he loves dearly. You’re trying to tear

is a good idea?

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

all over again, but the pain of

unbearable. Love is

angry now that he

“Love is beautiful. Every bit of it is beautiful. Every single emotion

Aiden because of what I

Grant, my father had tried his

marry into the Muralo’s. But Grant and I run away and

way, he thinks that I

But he didn’t realize that it was his actions that drove me to do such

and then he lost his

and how a

insane to think any action they take,

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