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

Sarah opened her eyes and saw herself in an unfamiliar room. 


"Careful, she could pass out again." She heard someone say by her side. 


She rubbed her temple, trying to make sense of where she was. 


She slowly looked up to see the person whom she'd missed dearly for so long, staring at her with a sorry expression on his face. 


"Where am I?" She groaned rubbing her temple. 


"We're at Snow's house. He brought you here when you fainted." He said. 


"He called Judy, Judy then called me. I came as fast as I could." He said, worry evident in his brows. 


"Fainted? When?" Her voice sounded scratchy even in her own ears. 


"Five days ago when you were out with Aaron," Judy said sitting beside her on the bed. 


"He's downstairs. He never left your side, not once. He never told us how it happened though." Judy said. 


I love you