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 one of those mornings

rampage.

cried out in

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

day too.

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

hurt that

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

mother.

we regarded each other coldly, like we

what he asked and made sure to

of course, I met Grant

“You’re wrong dad,’

dad in a while too. Always regarded

He looks surprised when he heard my words. There’s a flicker in his

and the

it. Those years you shared with mom, I was sure were

Do you regret meeting her? Sharing life with her?

life with her?’

bob as he swallowed and croaked out.

it comes to your mother Meredith.’ He

pain deep within

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

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear the raw

her now that

a woman who he loves dearly. You’re trying

this is a good idea? Why do

you see I’m

her all over again, but the pain of losing

unbearable. Love

let go of his hand, growing angry now

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

because of

love with Grant, my father had tried his best to change my mind so

But Grant and I run away and

he thinks that I

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

his wife and then he lost his

In a way, I understood his loneliness and how a dead

think any action they

‘I’m sorry for leaving you the way