This is a story about a man, a billionaire who happened to find himself in a dark pit of despair.

Having suffered a traumatic past, he is both mentally and emotionally unstable but ironically keeps a facade of calm and never seems to be swayed by anything-well, with the exception of a certain someone.

He is plagued and tormented by a demon from childhood, caged in his own mind.

Being an atheist, he despises religion-especially Christianity. But as fate would have it, he is saved by the very thing he despised.

Bittersweet-this is the story of his transition out of the darkness into the light.
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Be still and know that he is God.

Bittersweet

"I didn't bring them with me." Her eyes widened. 


That's right, he hadn't planned for them to stay for an extended period of time. 


"We need to get you to the hospital." She wanted to break free from his hold but he didn't let her go. 


"Stop." He said as calmly as he could. 


Sarah's brows furrowed slightly. 'Why was he being difficult?' 'Didn't he care about his health?' 


She shook her head, tears brimmed in her eyes. 


"Why are you being like this? I don't understand you." He was stunned by her tears and for the first time in a long time, his face betrayed what he was feeling—shock. 


She broke free from his hold and looked straight into his eyes. 


"Don't you care what happens to you?" He didn't respond. 


She was sad and angry all at once. Sad because he reminded her of her mom who had passed away after fighting leukaemia for years and angry because he didn't want help. 


He stared at her. She confused him, a lot. 


In the dark