On the Morning of My Wedding, I Found a Baby on My Doorstep with a Note
The veil was on, the aisle was waiting, and in just five hours, I would say, “I do.” Everything was perfect. Or so I thought. Then the doorbell rang. I rushed downstairs, expecting to see my best friend, Tessa, arriving too early as usual. But when I swung open the door, there was no Tessa. No familiar face at all. Instead, there was a baby. A tiny infant, bundled up in a soft pink blanket, resting inside a car seat on my doorstep. My heart pounded. My fingers trembled as