EDNA
I have always hated the sight of wall geckos since I could remember. The way they crawl over walls silently, it gives me goosebumps.
And to think one of them had fallen into the bathtub with me, the skin where I had been scratched by its claws made me scrunch up my nose in disgust.
And it’s not just one, it’s a whopping two. I don’t understand my luck that night, and they just had to linger close to where I was bathing.
Thank God Malrick arrived on time. If not, I wouldn’t know what I would have done.
“Eddy, get down. I need to check the wall geckos.” Malrick said softly, but his voice sounded deeper than usual, even having a hint of huskiness and tightness like he was restraining something.
But, in fear that the wall gecko would step down on me, my brain didn’t even process wh
