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

rampage.

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

his soulless eyes, and told the maid to help

day too.

my room, crying my eyes out. My foot

hurt that day,

that I lost my father the same day

mother.

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

he asked and made sure

course, I met Grant and everything

“You’re wrong dad,’ I

dad in a while too. Always regarded him as

when he heard my words. There’s a

the past and the way he looked at

is beautiful. It’s worth it. Those years you

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

life with her?’

I watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and croaked out.

anything when it comes to your mother Meredith.’

deep

’If I had to go back I’d do it all

again. ■

heart squeezed. I could hear the raw

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

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

idea? Why do you want to hurt

see I’m trying

choose her all over again, but the

Love

hand, growing angry now that he was trying

bit of it

hurting Aiden because of what

my father had tried his best to change my mind

the Muralo’s. But Grant and

that I had abandoned

was his actions

lost his wife and then he lost

a way, I understood his loneliness and

someone insane to think any action they take, is

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