Slot Reels' Requiem

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The gambling halls consumed me. I, Alex, gambled away my future at the roulette wheel.
Every night, the poker tables whispered promises. The call of "place your bets" was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Sarah, pleaded with me to leave the poker tables, but I couldn't resist the pull.
On that ruinous night at the high-stakes tables, I gambled everything: our security, our home - on one spin of the wheel.
The slot machine displayed "LOSE" and the house always wins.
Returning to our apartment with empty pockets, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your gambling addiction has destroyed us."
Alone in an hollow apartment, I finally saw that grasping at the perfect bet robbed me of what was truly valuable.
Doctors diagnosed major depressive disorder, compounded by my withdrawal from betting.
Now, every day is a battle not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the deep darkness inside me. Will I ever overcome this black hole carved by endless nights at the tables?
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