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 heel

rampage.

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

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

day too.

my room, crying

that hurt that day,

with the fact that I

mother.

each other coldly, like we were not

did what he asked and made

of course, I met

“You’re wrong

a while too. Always regarded him as

when he heard my words. There’s a flicker in his

the way he

It’s worth it. Those years you shared with mom, I was

you regret meeting her? Sharing life

life with her?’

adam’s apple bob as he

to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his eyes

pain deep within

do it all over again.” He

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear the

now that you’re trying to hurt

a son, a woman who he loves dearly. You’re trying to tear his family apart. Why

idea? Why do you want to

see I’m trying to help him

choose her all over again, but

Love is

his hand, growing angry now that he

bit of it

because of what I had

fell in love with Grant, my father had tried his best to change my

But Grant and I run away and

that

was his actions that drove me

wife and then he

loneliness and how a

to think any action they take, is really for the

as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry for leaving you the