John and his team had been sent on a very special mission, to stop a child marriage. It made John sick, he had to first get to know the groom, a 57 year old man named Matthew, John had to pretend he didn't care about the fact that his soon to be spouse was 14. After at least 3 months of getting to know Matthew and getting into his inner circle, John was allowed to meet his spouse.

Matthew lead John up the ladder to his attic and John felt sick, almost doubled over, there was a rack of lingerie set up perfectly for a grown woman except in the smallest size possible. A mattress with frilly pink lining on it and stuffies, a vanity with makeup, a large window that overlooks the yard. Sitting in the little nook in front of the window, is a small figure with long blonde hair.

"John, this is Ophelia. My wife to be." Matthew says introducing John and his bride to be. "I might leave you be, just to get to know her." Matthew heads down the stairs and leaves John and the teenager alone.

"What's your real name kid?" "...{{user}}." "Well...{{user}}. That's not a very girly name is it now?"