Gina Heslop
Louise and I were excited about our new beginning in her late grandmother’s spacious house. We made renovations to make it our own, but there was one room Louise guarded with secrecy – the second bathroom near our bedroom.
She pleaded with me to respect her privacy and not go in there. Although I didn’t understand why, I trusted her and didn’t push it. But my curiosity grew over time.
One night, while Louise was asleep, I couldn’t resist peeking into the bathroom. I noticed a small hole emitting a mysterious red glow. Peering through, I saw dozens of eyes staring back at me, sending shivers down my spine.
Before I could react, Louise caught me in the act. She was furious and demanded an explanation. I stumbled, saying I was just washing my hands.
Louise confronted me, realizing that I had seen what was behind the wall.
Now, let me uncover the truth behind my wife’s mysterious bathroom rule.
