Perhaps Psyche was never meant to choose love. Perhaps love chose her—silently, without permission. In this moment, she does not see him. She does not know what is about to enter her life. Yet the arrow has already found its way. Inspired by Cupid and Psyche, this work reflects on a different kind of beginning— not love as a decision, but as an intrusion. Psyche sleeps, untouched by awareness, while love acts in secrecy. And maybe that is the nature of it— that the most profound forces in our lives arrive before we are ready to understand