Craps Table's Cruel Twist

[Dyptore]

The gambling halls consumed me. I'm a man named Alex who lost everything at the blackjack tables.
Every night, the poker tables whispered promises. The whir of slot machines was a temptation I couldn't resist.
My wife, Anna, begged me to leave the poker tables, but the lure of the jackpot was too strong.
On that tragic night at the lavish casino resort, I bet everything: our savings, our house - in a desperate attempt to win big.
The dice rolled snake eyes and fortune abandoned me.
Returning home with nothing left, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your slot machine fixation has left us with nothing."
Sitting in an empty room, I comprehended that chasing a lucky streak stripped me of what was truly valuable.
Doctors diagnosed severe depression, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor.
Now, every day is a fight not just with the lure of the roulette wheel, but with the all-consuming melancholy in my mind. Will I ever rise above this abyss carved by endless nights at the tables?
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