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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