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The casino became my obsession. I, Alex, squandered it all at the craps tables.
Each evening, the roulette wheel spun its hypnotic dance. The call of "place your bets" was a temptation I couldn't resist.
My wife, Emily, beseeched me to abandon the roulette wheel, but I was too far gone.
On that disastrous night at the underground gambling den, I gambled all we had: our savings, our residence - on one spin of the wheel.
The cards fell wrong and chance betrayed me.
Returning home with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "I'm leaving. Your gambling addiction has destroyed us."
Deserted in an hollow house, I realized that hunting a royal flush stripped me of love and family.
Medical professionals confirmed clinical depression, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, all the time is a fight not just with my compulsion to place bets, but with the crushing sadness that haunts me. Do I have the strength to overcome this black hole created by the glittering world of casinos?
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