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The allure of the casino destroyed my life. I, Alex, lost everything at the craps tables.
Day after day, the poker tables whispered promises. The cheers at the craps table was my addiction's voice.
My wife, Maria, implored me to stop gambling, but I was deaf to her pleas.
On that tragic night at the underground gambling den, I put on the line our whole life: our future, our residence - all on a single hand.
The roulette ball landed on the wrong number and the house always wins.
Returning to our house with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your gambling addiction has left us with nothing."
Abandoned in an hollow house, I comprehended that pursuing the perfect bet robbed me of my true treasures.
Medical professionals confirmed a serious mood disorder, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, all the time is a battle not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the all-consuming melancholy inside me. Can I possibly escape this chasm shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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