I Thought My Daughters Fiance Was Perfect Until I Learned My Family Was in Danger Because of Him
I never imagined I would be helping to plan my daughter’s wedding at just twenty years old, but there we were—six weeks away, surrounded by color swatches, seating charts, and cake samples. Emma’s face radiated with joy, and I couldn’t blame her. Her fiancé, Daniel, seemed perfect. Handsome, polite, and successful—everything any mother could want…