Craps' Cold Reality

[Dyptore]

The casino was my downfall. As Alex, lost everything at the poker tables.
Every night, the roulette wheel spun its hypnotic dance. The whir of slot machines was my siren's call.
My wife, Anna, urged me to stop gambling, but the casino's call was louder.
On that tragic night at the VIP room, I gambled our whole life: our savings, our house - all on a single hand.
The cards fell wrong and luck turned its back on me.
Returning to our apartment with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your obsession with poker has left us with nothing."
Left behind in an hollow apartment, I grasped that pursuing the big win cost me my true treasures.
Medical professionals confirmed clinical depression, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, daily is a challenge not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the all-consuming melancholy that haunts me. Will I ever overcome this pit shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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