Three girls. Three bets

Green eyes, black bangs. Was always closer than the rest but further away than the others. One touch and I knew. I had to bet, but I lost her. Brown eyes, dark curls. Was always closer than the rest but further away than the others. I didn't want to bet anymore and I didn't want to lie. I decided against losing, but I lost her. Brown eyes, no hair. Was always closer than the rest but further away than the others. She wanted a touch. Wanted a bet. Failure remained in my head. The fear of betting too much. She urged us to bet but She lost me.