Another Valentine’s Day Odette spends alone — sort of. She watches as a couple exchange loving gifts on a bench, a couple whose relationship she tied together herself. She knows she can’t have what they have, she’s Cupid, after all, she’s the one who makes couples, she doesn’t get a love life of her own

Odette slides against the brick wall in a nearby alleyway, tears silently rolling down her cheeks as she daydreams about a life of her own, one that’s not already planned out by fate..