In a quaint little town where the walls of love were painted with hues of romance and whimsy, there stood a small park adorned with statues of mythological figures. Among them was the infamous Cupid, his cherubic form eternally poised to shoot arrows of love into the hearts of unsuspecting souls. The park, often filled with laughter and proposals, was usually a peaceful spot where couples would stroll hand-in-hand.
One sunny afternoon, a woman