After donating my heart to my boyfriend, he tortured me 99 times

On the day of our fifth anniversary, I took Julian home to meet my parents. He gave me two "unforgettable" gifts that day.

First, he tied my father to a chair and, in front of the old man, tore off my clothes.

Second, he deliberately opened the front door, letting my mother, who suffered from Alzheimer's, rush out into the pouring rain. The moment she was struck by a truck and sent flying, my father was still bound to the chair, forced to watch it all unfold.

My father, in a fit of despair, broke free from his restraints and leaped from the 23rd floor.