Louise and I were thrilled with our new beginning in the spacious house that was once her late grandmother’s. We put our hearts into renovating it and making it our own. However, there was one room that Louise always held sacred – the second bathroom near our bedroom.

She asked me repeatedly to respect her privacy and not go in there. Even though I didn’t quite understand why, I trusted her and didn’t push the issue. But as time went on, my curiosity got the better of me.

Late one night, while Louise was fast asleep, I found myself unable to resist the temptation of sneaking a peek into the mysterious bathroom. As I opened the door, I noticed a small hole in the wall, emitting an eerie red glow. With a mix of fear and intrigue, I decided to take a closer look.

As I peered through the hole, a chill ran down my spine. Dozens of eyes were staring back at me, their gaze unsettling. It was a sight that sent shivers down my spine and left me questioning everything.

My moment of curiosity was short-lived. Louise caught me in the act, her anger evident on her face. She demanded an explanation, and I stumbled to find one, blurting out something about washing my hands.

But it was too late. Louise knew that I had seen what was hidden behind that wall. The truth was now out in the open, and I could no longer escape it.

Now, the time has come to reveal the truth behind my wife’s mysterious bathroom rule. Stay with me as we uncover the secrets together.