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

piercing through my

rampage.

even flinch when I cried out in pain, he looked at me dead in

soulless eyes, and told the maid to help me.

day too.

alone in my

hurt that day, my heart

that I

mother.

day, we regarded each other coldly, like we were

all. I did what he asked

course, I

“You’re wrong

dad in a while too. Always regarded him

words.

past and the way he looked at

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

happiest you’ve ever been. Do you regret meeting her? Sharing

life with her?’

adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out.

it comes to your mother Meredith.’

deep within his

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

again. ■

could hear the raw emotions

now that you’re trying

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

is a good idea? Why do you want to

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

and would choose her all over

Love is

I let go of his hand, growing angry now that he was trying to justify his

of it is beautiful. Every single emotion

Aiden because

Grant, my father had

Grant and I run away and never turned

that I had abandoned

was his actions that

lost his wife and then he lost

understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and

think any action they

as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry for leaving