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

that broken glass piercing through my heel one

rampage.

didn’t even flinch when I cried out in pain, he looked at me dead in the

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

day too.

in my room, crying my eyes out. My foot wasn’t

that hurt that day, my heart

that

mother.

From that day, we regarded each other coldly, like we were

what he asked and made sure to not upset

But of course, I met Grant and

wrong dad,’

him dad in a while too. Always regarded him

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

past and the way he looked at me

is beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years you shared with mom,

Do you regret meeting her?

life with her?’

apple bob as he swallowed and croaked

to your mother Meredith.’

deep

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

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear the raw emotions playing in

that you’re trying to hurt

who he loves dearly. You’re trying to tear his family apart.

this is a good idea?

you see I’m trying to help him

over again, but the pain of

Love is

I let go of his hand, growing angry now

Every bit of it is beautiful.

Aiden because of what

my father had

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

way, he thinks that I

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

lost his wife and then he lost

loneliness and

action

vision as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry for leaving