Winner

Louis froze when Gloria walked in and the music amped up. "Combat!" he shouted. "Gloria, get ready. I can't see where-"

"I'm leaving you," Gloria interrupted.

Louis cried out as the red numbers appeared briefly over his head. 53. A massive hit. "But... you can't!"

Gloria barely flinched as a crimson 6 flashed above her bangs. "It's over. You've known it for a long time, I think. We both did."

46. Louis shuddered.

"I'm going to Mom's. Don't call me." The door slammed behind her.

"You'll come back," Louis gasped. "You'll see."

A red 3 appeared over his own head.