Eighteen

The door of the room vibrated, and all Mike could do was stare at it.  She wasn't what he had expected at all.  Given, he had no idea who his wife was.  All he knew about her was her name, and the list of things her parent had told his parents about her.  Apart from that, he had no idea she was going to be that stubborn or counter every word that came out of his mouth.  Although that was going to change soon, he deserved to know his wife.  They might not be allowed to go on their honeymoon, but nothing was going to stop him from giving her a honeymoon here at home.