I Met My Son’s Bride for the First Time at Their Wedding – Then I Saw Her Cheek, and My Blood Ran Cold

Some were crying openly. Others just looked stunned. But no one could stop glancing back at us.

I stayed close to Sophie and Derek as they walked down the aisle together, holding hands tightly.

Her other hand reached for mine and squeezed. I squeezed back, terrified that if I let go, she might vanish again.

Outside, the breeze had picked up. It carried the scent of roses and something fresh, like a beginning.

We were swept into a blur of photos, hugs, and wide-eyed guests asking quiet questions.

“Is it true?” One woman asked me gently.

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