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 one

rampage.

didn’t even flinch when I cried out in pain, he looked at me dead in the

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

day too.

had me stay up alone in my room, crying my eyes out. My

that hurt that day,

that I lost my father

mother.

each other coldly, like we were not father and daughter

did what he asked

But of course, I met Grant and everything

“You’re wrong dad,’

called him dad in a while too.

words. There’s a

me of the past and the way he looked at me before mom

is beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years you shared with mom, I was sure were

ever been. Do you regret meeting her? Sharing life with her?

life with her?’

bob as he swallowed and

when it comes to your mother

deep

back I’d do it all over again.”

again. ■

hear the raw emotions playing in

her now that

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

this is a good idea? Why do you

“Don’t you see I’m trying

would choose her all over again, but the

unbearable. Love is

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

beautiful. Every bit of it is beautiful. Every single

Stop hurting Aiden because of

father had tried his

into the Muralo’s. But Grant and I run

thinks that I had

didn’t realize that it was his actions that drove me to do such a

his wife and then he

understood his loneliness and how

think any action they take, is really

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