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…

“Emily, sweetheart, I need you to come and see me today.”

I smiled as I reached for my coffee.

“Of course, Mom. Are you coming to the wedding rehearsal tomorrow? We can talk then.”

“No. I need to see you today. Before anything else happens.”

Something in her voice made me put down my cup.

“Are you sick?”

“No, darling.”

“Did something happen to the house?”

“No.”

“Then what’s wrong?”

For several seconds, I heard only her breathing.

Finally, she whispered, “Whatever happens today, I need you to remember one thing. I love you. I have always loved you.”

My stomach tightened.

“Mom, you’re scaring me.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“Please tell me what’s going on.”

“I can’t explain everything over the phone. Just come today.”

Before I could ask another question, she hung up.

I stared at my phone, troubled by the conversation.

My mother had never spoken to me that way before.