Seven days later, Juliana Capulet stood in the departure lounge of San Francisco International Airport with a fake ID, her grandmother's emergency credit card, and a one-way ticket to Paris clutched in her trembling hands.

This is insane. This is completely insane.

But so was spending the rest of her life married to a stranger because her father thought it was "for her own good."

The plan had been months in the making, crafted in the quiet hours between supervised activities and family ...