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

Four-year-old Aaron ran to the dining table as fast as his little legs could take him. 


He pulled out a seat, climbed it and sat. 


"Mommy, I need help with my homework!" He called to his mom all the while scribbling some things into his note. 


"Oh honey, I'm kinda busy, could you tell your dad?" His mom said from the kitchen. 


"But mom, you promised!" He sulked and folded his arms. 


Aaron heard his mother chuckle from the kitchen. 


"I'll be right there sweety. Let me just finish this wrap for your father, ok?" 


Aaron who was still sulking didn't answer her. 


He pouted and his eyes caught something on the table he hadn't noticed before. 


It was a circular mug, he hadn't seen the mug in the house before. 


He observed it and noticed it had little blue markings on its body. 


He felt wary of the mug for some reason but being the curious boy he was he took it. There was something inside. 


He smiled, it smelt like blueberry juice. His mom knew it was his favourite. 


Ronnie