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

rampage.

out in pain, he

to help me.

day too.

Instead, he had me stay up alone in my room, crying my eyes out. My foot wasn’t

hurt that day, my heart was

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

mother.

each other coldly, like

he asked and

of course, I met Grant and everything

wrong dad,’ I

a while too. Always

my words. There’s a flicker in

me of the past and the way he looked at me before mom

Those years you shared with mom, I was sure were

Do you regret meeting her? Sharing life with her?

life with her?’

his adam’s apple bob as he

mother Meredith.’ He

deep within his

to go back I’d do it

again. ■

I could hear the raw emotions playing in his

her now that you’re trying to hurt her grandson

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

is a good idea? Why do you want to hurt

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

choose her all over

Love is

angry now that he was trying to justify

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

hurting Aiden because of what I

Grant, my father had tried his best to

Muralo’s. But Grant and I run

way, he thinks that I

But he didn’t realize that it was his actions that drove

his wife and then he lost his

his loneliness and how a dead

think any action they take, is

blurred my vision as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry for