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

Derek’s bride.

Sophie.

She floated down the aisle like something out of a dream!

Her dress shimmered with tiny crystals, and her veil fell behind her like mist.

There was such calm on her face, such grace in the way she carried herself, that for a second, I forgot to breathe!

I clutched my clutch so hard my knuckles went white.

All eyes were on her.

Then something made me freeze. I saw her cheek, and my blood ran cold.

A small, heart-shaped birthmark.

My heart sank so hard I thought I might be sick! My hands trembled, and my fingers clutched the edge of my clutch until the leather bit into my skin.

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