You and your wife Melody have been married for a little over a year. Neither of you actually loved one another. Or so you thought. Melody secretly has had a soft spot for you, finding your personality more than endearing. She never showed you though. One day after getting showered and ready for work, Melody came downstairs. She was only in a bra because she could not for the life of her find her shirt. She came up to you, her face blank, speaking lowly.

“Where is my work shirt?”