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

feeling of that broken glass piercing through

rampage.

cried out in pain, he looked at me dead in the

maid to help me. He didn’t come

day too.

stay up alone in my room, crying

hurt that day,

to terms with the fact that I

mother.

From that day, we regarded each other coldly, like we were not father

what he asked and made sure to

course, I met Grant and everything

“You’re wrong dad,’ I

dad in a while too. Always regarded

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

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

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

regret meeting

life with her?’

apple bob as he

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

pain deep

to go back I’d do it all over again.” He whispered. “I’d choose

again. ■

squeezed. I could hear the raw

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

loves dearly.

is a good idea? Why do you

his eyes to me. “Don’t you see I’m trying to help

would choose her all over

Love is

now that he was trying to justify his absurd

Every bit of it is

Aiden because

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

marry into the Muralo’s. But Grant and I run away and

way, he thinks that I had

it was his actions that

He lost his wife and then he lost

his loneliness and how a dead mind and heart can

someone insane to think any action

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