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

glass piercing through my heel

rampage.

in pain, he looked at me dead in

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

day too.

my room,

that

with the fact that I lost

mother.

regarded each other coldly, like we were not father

what he asked and made sure to not

course, I met Grant

“You’re wrong dad,’

I hadn’t called him dad in a while too. Always regarded him

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

and the

’Love is beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years

been. Do you regret

life with her?’

watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and croaked

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

pain deep within his

back I’d do it all

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear the raw

you think you’re hurting her now that you’re trying to hurt her

has a son, a woman who he loves dearly.

this is a good idea? Why do you want

you see I’m

her all over again, but the pain

Love

now that he was trying to justify

thinking. “Love is beautiful. Every bit of it is beautiful. Every single

Aiden because of what

my father had tried his best to change

marry into the Muralo’s. But Grant and I

thinks that I had

it was his actions that

his wife and then he lost his

I understood his loneliness and how a

think any action they take, is really

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