Prostitution might not be the most decent job in the eyes of the general public, but my conscience is clean. I let all kind of men touch every part of me for a price, but my soul is untainted, and only one person owns my heart. His name is Eilyf Olsen, a man who will probably never understand how precious he is. My name is Kamala Domingo, and this is my one-sided love story.

13-words fiction for Halloween