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

“She’s different, Mom,” he had told me once, his voice tender. “She listens when I talk. Not just with her ears.

With her whole heart.”

That was all I had needed to hear. He deserved love like that.

But despite all the months of being involved in the details of their wedding — including the planning and the hours spent choosing cake flavors and centerpieces — I had never met Sophie. Not once.

Derek insisted on keeping her from me until the day of the wedding.

“I want you to be surprised,” he said, smiling mysteriously.

“It’ll mean more when you fall in love with her than when you first meet, just as I did.”

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