Chapter 254 - No Life Without Him

After three hours of shopping for clothes, Persephone and Emma were trying heels in a high-end store. 

"I really liked those heels," Persephone said, sniffling. 

"Too bad they don't have your size," Emma teased her. "You have tiny feet. I wonder how you even find your size." 

Persephone glared at her. "A petite woman like me can't have big feet like you! Also, it's the brand's fault that they don't make shoes my size." 

Emma rubbed her back. "Don't be sad. We will look for others. If it helps you to calm down, I will put a bad review on the site." 

"You have like a million followers on Twitter, if you put a bad review, I am sure it will blow up all over the internet," Persephone grumbled. "I don't want to be the cause of internet memes." 

Emmaline pursed her lips. With her net worth, she could be counted in the top ten richest women in the Maisean empire. When she applied for the citizenship of this country, the matter had blown up on the internet. Several posts emerged on social media mentioning how she became one of the top ten richest women in this country. 

Of course, the first spot was taken by Lady Calliope Wilding, duchess of Orin. The duchess owned her late husband's share in *ClickNext*, one of the largest search engines. People here didn't use google, they *ClickNext* here. It's common knowledge to everyone in this country that those shares are worth billions.

If Emmaline literally commented on the issue of the shoe size of a certain brand, it would surely blow up on the internet. It was better that she didn't comment about it. 

Persephone found another pair of beautiful shoes and thankfully they were her size. As she was trying on the shoes, her gaze fell on the shop workers who were gathering before the huge TV screen. It was only when she raised her gaze to look at the screen, she stilled. She felt her ears vibrating. Her hands were shaking while her heart stopped beating in her ribcage. This feeling of emptiness and the aching void in her heart was slowly sucking her life. 

"Percy!" Emma shook her but Persephone was sitting there still, tears leaking from the corner of her eyes. 

"Percy! What happened? You are scaring me!" Emma said, making Persephone look at her. But the latter's gaze was stuck on the TV. When she looked at the TV, she read the headline. 

'The passenger plane with two hundred people on board crashed at the border of the country, killing fifty people. Another hundred gravely injured.' 

"This is Santiago's flight," Persephone whispered and Emma's eyes widened. She couldn't control herself and started crying there. Why did she let him go? She should have thrown a tantrum and demanded that he stay with her. She wasn't feeling good from the morning. Her heart was all over the place. 

"What happened to her?" A woman asked when she saw Persephone crying and Emma hugging and consoling her. 

"Her husband was also in the plane crash," Someone replied. 

"Oh, poor thing. She is too young to be a widow," the same woman said in pity. 

"I saw her shopping for a child too. It seems she has a child too. What a tragedy had befallen on her! A widow at such a young age! And God made her poor children orphan!"

Persephone felt as if the pitiful words of passersby were piercing her heart with the shreds of glass. How could they say Santiago was gone?! He had promised her that he would text her! Why hadn't he done it?! No, he wasn't gone. She refused to believe that he was gone. 

How could her husband leave her just like that? 

She didn't even tell her how much she loved him? 

She had so much to tell him. She had to tell him how she couldn't survive without him! They were married. He must come back! How would she leave with him? She had created many dreams in her head of how their life would be. She wanted a forever with him. No, one year was enough. 

"Percy, let's go back home," Emma said in a soft voice. 

Persephone, who was trembling, managed to nod her head. With wobbly legs, she reached the parking area. When she sat inside the car, she broke down once again. 

"Emma, he can't leave me. He must come back to me. I have so much to tell him. How can he do this to me?" Persephone said, sobbing? 

"I didn't even tell him how much I love him," She sobbed, hugging the other woman. "How am I going to live without him? I have so many dreams. I had dreams about how our life would be. How could he leave me after making me fall for him?"

"Hush, calm down, Percy," Emma said, not being able to stop her own tears too. "Let's go home first." 

"I don't want to go home," Persephone cried. "I don't want to go to a place where he is not present. Please take me to him. I want to see him." 

"Percy, it's not possible. You saw in the news how the police had sealed the roads leading to the airport. Let's go home. I have texted Killian. I am sure he will find a way to contact the authorities. Have faith in God," Emma said, rubbing her back. 

"What if I will never be able to see Santiago again?" Persephone whispered. "I don't want a life without him." 

"Percy, don't talk nonsense. You have a child. You have to think about her too," Emma said. She could see how badly Persephone was shaken. Anyone at her place would be. She couldn't imagine what her reaction would be if something were to happen to Killian. 

"Right, I have Eleanora," Persephone whispered, placing her head against the car window. "There is no life for me without Santiago.. I might breathe for my daughter but I would never be able to live without my husband. "