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

rampage.

out in pain, he looked at me dead in the eyes

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

day too.

me stay up alone in my room, crying my eyes

thing that hurt that

I came to terms with the fact that I lost

mother.

each other coldly, like we were not father

I did what he asked and

course, I met

“You’re wrong dad,’ I

in a while too.

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

that reminded me of the past and the way he

beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years you

you regret meeting her? Sharing life with her?

life with her?’

apple bob as he swallowed and croaked

anything when it comes to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his

pain deep within

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

again. ■

I could hear

now that you’re

woman who he loves dearly. You’re trying to

a good idea? Why do you want to hurt

to me. “Don’t you see I’m trying to

all over again, but the pain of losing

unbearable. Love

now that he was trying to

Every bit of it is beautiful.

Aiden because of what

with Grant, my father had tried his best to change

into the Muralo’s. But Grant and I

way, he thinks that I had

was his

and then he

way, I understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and heart can really

someone insane to think any action they take,

cracked. ‘I’m sorry for leaving you the way I did. I’m