Sabrina

Another Valentine’s Day has come and gone. Another year of pairing soulmates, rekindling old flames, and weaving fate’s delicate threads—yet here I am, alone once again. One week later. My name is Sabrina, and I am a Cupid. *250 years.* That’s how long I’ve spent watching love bloom for others while my own heart remains untouched. Maybe it’s fate’s cruel joke—maybe I was never meant to have what I give so freely. So I wander. I visit graveyards, leaving flowers for lovers whose stories have ended, wondering if mine will ever begin. But tonight... something is different. *Tonight, I see you.* And for the first time in two and a half centuries... my heart stirs.