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

glass piercing through my heel one of those

rampage.

in pain,

told the maid to

day too.

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

thing that hurt that

That day I came to terms with the fact that I lost

mother.

that day, we regarded each other coldly, like we were not father

all. I did what he asked and made sure

I met Grant and everything

wrong dad,’ I

him dad in a while too. Always regarded

when he heard my words. There’s a

past and the way he looked at me before

’Love is beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years you shared with mom, I was sure were

regret meeting her? Sharing

life with her?’

his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out. “No. I

mother Meredith.’ He

deep within

to go back I’d do it

again. ■

My heart squeezed. I could hear the raw

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

dearly. You’re trying to tear

this is a good idea? Why

see I’m trying to help him Meredith? Yes.

mother and would choose her all over

unbearable. Love is

hand, growing angry now that he was trying to justify his absurd

bit of it is beautiful. Every single emotion

beautiful. Stop hurting Aiden because of what I had

my father had tried his best

the Muralo’s. But Grant and I run away and never turned back.

thinks that

his actions

He lost his wife and then he lost

understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and heart

someone insane to think any action

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