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

She looked like she might faint! Her lips parted, trembling.

“I… I was adopted,” she said, voice shaking as though each word weighed 100 pounds.

“I didn’t know… I didn’t know I had — .”

She turned toward the couple standing beside her — her adoptive parents.

Her mother’s hand flew to her mouth, tears already spilling down her face.

“We found her,” the woman choked out. “She was alone.

Just a baby, on the side of the road. No one came for her.”

My knees gave out, and I dropped onto the pew. I was crying ugly, full-body sobs.

I couldn’t stop! I didn’t care who was watching.

Sophie was crying too!

And in that moment, the world vanished. It was just the two of us.

I rose and walked to her slowly, unsure if she would come to me.

But she did!

She stumbled forward into my arms, burying her face in my shoulder.

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