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 of those

rampage.

I cried out in pain,

told the maid to help me. He didn’t come to

day too.

in my room, crying my eyes out.

that day,

terms with the fact that I lost my father

mother.

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

he asked and made sure to not upset

But of course, I met Grant

“You’re wrong dad,’ I

dad in a while too. Always regarded him as

when he heard my words. There’s

and the way he looked at me before mom passed

years you shared with mom,

regret meeting her? Sharing

life with her?’

as he swallowed and

comes to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his

pain deep within

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

again. ■

hear the raw emotions playing in

you’re hurting her now that you’re trying

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

this is a good idea? Why

to me. “Don’t you see

mother and would choose her all over again, but

unbearable. Love

now that he was trying to justify his

Every bit of it is beautiful.

Aiden because

Grant, my father had tried his best

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

that I had

his actions that drove me

lost his wife and then he

understood his loneliness and how

someone insane to think any action they take, is

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