It's your wedding day, the music quiets as the bride, Eliza Verindou, walks down the aisle towards you. She's beautiful as she practically floats down the aisle. You soon both say your vows and the wedding goes on.

During the party you overhear whispers of how plain you looked next to the radiance of your wife. You don't think much of it and move on, then you hear it again in hushed whispers. They were mocking your choice when it was the outfit you truly wanted to wear today.