Three Days Before Our Wedding, My Fiancé Forced Me Into a Car and Tied My Legs Together. When I Asked Why He Was Doing This, He Replied, “Your Mother Paid Me $50,000 to Bring You Here.” But When I Discovered Why My Mother Had Really Paid Him, My Knees Nearly Gave Way…

I became worried.

“Mom, what’s wrong?”

“You’ll understand everything soon.”

She hung up the phone.

An hour later, Daniel came to pick me up.

But he was unusually quiet.

When I got into the car, I noticed a small suitcase on the back seat.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“To your mother’s.”

However, a few minutes later, he turned in the opposite direction, toward a road leading out of the city.

“Daniel, my mother’s house isn’t this way.”

He didn’t answer.

I asked him to stop the car, but he kept driving.

When he finally pulled over on a deserted road near a forest, I opened the door in terror.

Daniel stopped me.

“Emily, please, sit in the back. I need to make sure you don’t run away before we get there.”

I refused.

He grabbed my hand, forced me into the back seat, and tied my legs together with a wide, soft strap.