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

of that broken glass piercing through my heel one of those mornings after

rampage.

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

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

day too.

in my room, crying my eyes

that hurt that day, my

I came to terms with the fact that I lost my father the same day

mother.

each other coldly, like we were not father and

asked

I met Grant

“You’re wrong

dad in a while too. Always regarded him as

surprised when he heard my words. There’s a flicker

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

Those years you shared with mom, I was sure

Do you regret meeting her?

life with her?’

watch his adam’s apple bob as he

your mother Meredith.’ He tore his eyes away,

pain deep within

it all over again.”

again. ■

I could hear the raw emotions playing in

that you’re

dearly. You’re trying

you think this is a good idea? Why do you

his eyes to me. “Don’t you see

all over again, but

Love

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

Every bit of it is beautiful. Every

hurting Aiden because of

with Grant, my father had

Grant and

he thinks that I had abandoned

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

He lost his wife and then he

understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and heart can

insane to think any action

blurred my vision as I cracked. ‘I’m sorry for leaving you the way