Chapter 553: A Heart in Shadows
Eric stormed in frantically, shoving through the crowd with reckless force, drawing a chorus of disapproving stares.
"Ella, Elias... Dorian!" he cried out, his voice raw with anguish. The onlookers gazed at him with sympathy as he struggled against those barring his way.
"Let me through! I need to find my wife and children!" Eric panted, throwing a punch at the man blocking him.
The man dodged, his voice grave. "The plane was on fire when it crashed. Inside... the bodies are unidentifiable. Two survivors have been taken to the hospital."
Eric’s heart shattered in an instant.
Two survivors—only two made it out alive.
The man released his grip, and as Eric’s view cleared, the devastating scene unfolded before him. The massive aircraft lay in ruins, shattered debris scattered across the ground. A strange, acrid smell filled the air.
The fuselage was almost completely reduced to ash. Everywhere he looked, there were charred remains, unrecognizable bodies—the sight was nothing short of horrifying.
Eric swallowed back the bile rising in his throat and searched frantically, desperately. But Ella and their sons were nowhere to be found. The victims were beyond recognition.
The wails of grieving families echoed through the wreckage.
Police officers began securing the scene, confirming there were no additional survivors.