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

rampage.

in

day, his soulless eyes, and told the maid to help

day too.

Instead, he had me stay up alone in my room, crying my

only thing that hurt that day, my heart

to terms with the fact that I

mother.

coldly, like we were

did what he asked and made

I met Grant and

“You’re wrong dad,’

a while too.

He looks surprised when he heard my words.

me of the past and the way he looked

worth it. Those years you shared

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

life with her?’

apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out. “No.

to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his eyes away,

pain deep within

it all over again.” He whispered. “I’d

again. ■

heart squeezed. I could hear the raw

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

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

is a good idea? Why do you want to

to me. “Don’t you see I’m trying to help him Meredith?

all over again, but the pain of

Love is

angry now that he was trying

is beautiful. Every bit of

Aiden because of what I had

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

and I run away and never turned

way, he thinks that I had abandoned

that it was his actions that

lost his wife and then he

understood his loneliness and how a dead

any action they take, is really for

sorry for leaving you the way