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 those

rampage.

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

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

day too.

stay up alone in my room, crying my

hurt that day, my heart was

terms with the fact that I

mother.

coldly, like we were not father and daughter

did what he asked and made sure to

But of course, I met Grant

“You’re wrong

in a while too. Always regarded him

my words.

the past and the way he

years

you regret meeting her? Sharing life

life with her?’

apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out.

when it comes to your mother Meredith.’ He tore

pain deep

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

again. ■

could hear the raw emotions

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

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

a good idea? Why do you want

you see I’m trying to help him Meredith?

over

Love

go of his hand, growing angry now

of it is beautiful.

hurting Aiden because of

with Grant, my father had tried

marry into the Muralo’s. But Grant and I

thinks that

it was his actions

and then he lost

I understood his loneliness and how a

someone insane to think any action they take, is

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