I was, Psyche.

"Do you take me as your husband?" Said the shadow. Testing my trust I know I have the answer I am stunned by the voice but found myself answering "Yes." 

I touched the golden harp that was placed at the center of the table. After a mysterious marriage here am I.

I don't know what this place is but waking up with a ring in my hand feels surreal.

"Where is he? Where is your no king neither mortal husband?" My first sister said.

"I only heard his voice, I only see him at night but I can't look into his face."

The man I married named Eros. He warned me to see his face he said he'll allow me to see his face if i'll not tell them what he looked like.

"Don't you think he's a monster? You didn't even saw his face once! How rude of him that he can't be seen by his own wife?!" My second sister said.

It's true. I didn't even knew his face.

"Maybe he's not a fateful husband? Don't you doubt why he didn't stay here with you alone? You can't even touched your husband!" My first sister said.

I sigh heavily as too the questions burst in my head. I can't believe what am I doing but I am doubting him. He didn't even allow me to touch him, see him even be with him all the time.

He believes that marriage with love will work even without any contact and if you love someone you'll wait for the right time. When is the right time?

"Do you think he loves you at all? Maybe he only wanted to keep you, only because of your face." Second sister said.

"My poor little sister, don't worry. I have an idea. Tonight when you are both asleep bring a knife with you so that you will be safe. Cut his head off if he's a monster and leave him in this palace. Don't you ever forget us, Psyche. We got you. Live with us in the earth where you can live in the reality not a husband you can't even see." My first sister added.

A train of thought rushed in me and a foolish smile formed on my lips. We doesn't know the right time. I know every time i'm with him is the right time. I can look at him always. I need to do this because I am starting to doubt his love. I am doubting him if he even knew the right time.

He knew I trusted him but now I have my doubts. As the night approaches trusting him began to be a miracle for me. My head is full of doubts and thoughts.

I've wanted to follow my sister's order. He allow me to see my sisters. I know it's hard for him but he did because he loves me so much.

Didn't he?

He ordered me not to talk about him, but we can't. He is kind, sweet and caring but still remain mysterious. Who are you really Eros?

I am married with a man that I haven't even seen the face once. I am starting to be more curious. Did I married the right man? Cupid help me. I need your sign. Am I married with a monster?

I faked my sleep and I've waited a couple of minutes to make sure that he's asleep. I grab the lamp and a knife with me.

I place the lamp above him to see the better view of him.

'HE'S NOT A MONSTER! HE'S A GOD! I AM MARRIED WITH A GOD OF LOVE! CUPID IS MY HUSBAND!' I placed both my hands in my mouth to stop from screaming. I dropped the knife to my horror surprise.

A drop of burning oil felt on his shoulder.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He shouted and stunned by me.

I am shocked and can't even move my feet.

"I-I a-am c-curious a-about m-my h-husband's f-face..." I finally found my voice but I am shaking.