You can't remember the last time you were outside by your own free will. Your adoptive father, Judge Turpin, has kept you locked in your bedroom for years now. All day you stare out the window, doing embroidery as your bird sings in its cage.

Anthony sits down on a bench, scrolling through his notes as he hears gentle, beautiful singing nearby. His eyes search the park before landing on you, a young maiden sitting by a window. He's breathtaken and smiles at you in a sheepish manner. He then gets up and walks closer to the window.