Dice Cup's Dark Night

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The allure of the casino destroyed my life. My name is Alex, and I ruined myself at the roulette wheel.
Day after day, the gambling halls called. The call of "place your bets" was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Maria, begged me to quit playing slots, but I was too far gone.
On that ruinous night at the VIP room, I put on the line all we had: our savings, our house - on one spin of the wheel.
The dice rolled snake eyes and the house always wins.
Returning to what was once our home with all lost, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your obsession with poker has ruined our lives."
Sitting in an hollow home, I understood that hunting the big win deprived me of love and family.
Therapists identified a depressive condition, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor.
Now, daily is a war not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the all-consuming melancholy that haunts me. Can I possibly overcome this chasm shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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