C43 42. CUPID FOUND AT DINNER

CAELUM

The scroll refused to straighten so I put my cup as a paperweight while I read the inscription on the scroll, frowning down at it.

“For he who fell on earth because of love,” I sighed, hanging my head down so it collides with the table whilst glaring at the scroll, stretching my arms. I pulled at my hair and stared at my reflection at the window