The Rigged Wheel of Her Love
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Summary
The evening before Thanksgiving, Lauren pulled out the brass decision wheel, exactly as she had for the past seven years.
It was an antique-style roulette spinner she’d bought off an artisan on Etsy before we were married. One half of the dial had Austin’s name engraved into the lacquer; the other half had mine.
Wherever the slender arrow settled determined whose table she sat at for the holiday.
In seven years, it had never once pointed to me.
"Same rule as always, Marcus," she said, her fingers resting lightly on the polished rim.