In the heartbeat of her confession, my victorious laughter revealed the truth behind my facade—a devil who managed to trick her into falling in love with me, betraying her own duty.

"Poor Cupid, fallen into my trickery, how naive," I taunted, savoring her pathetic state.

"What's more intriguing than a cupid who no longer believes in the very force that defines her existence?" I sneered, "Look what love brought you. Sorrow and misery."