Chapter 2: The Man Who Never Loses
Inside the casino, time disappeared.
Amara watched as people gambled like their lives depended on it—some winning, most losing.
Then she saw him.
A man calm in chaos.
At a blackjack table, he played like he controlled fate itself. Every move precise. Every win effortless.
Their eyes met.
It wasn't just a glance—it felt like recognition.
Later that night, he found her.
"You don't belong here," he said.
"Maybe I'm trying to," she replied.
He smirked. "Careful. People who try to belong here usually lose themselves."
"Do you?" she asked.
He leaned closer. "I don't lose."
And somehow… she believed him.