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

through my heel one of those mornings

rampage.

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

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

day too.

up alone in my room, crying my eyes out.

thing that hurt that day, my

with the fact that I lost my

mother.

regarded each other coldly, like we

all. I did what he asked and made sure

But of course, I met Grant and everything

“You’re wrong dad,’ I

I hadn’t called him dad in a

my words. There’s a flicker in his gaze, a

of the past and the way he looked at me before

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

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

life with her?’

apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out.

your mother Meredith.’ He

pain deep within his

I’d do it all over

again. ■

could hear the raw

‘Don’t you think you’re hurting her now that you’re trying to hurt her grandson dad?

he loves dearly. You’re trying to tear his

is a good idea? Why

to me. “Don’t you see

your mother and would choose her all over

Love is

go of his hand, growing angry now that

bit of it is beautiful. Every single emotion

Aiden because of what

fell in love with Grant, my father had tried

the Muralo’s. But Grant and

that I

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

He lost his wife and

a way, I understood his loneliness and how a dead mind and

action they take, is

I cracked. ‘I’m sorry for