The men standing near the broken doorway watched silently.
Almost enjoying the moment.
Maya's voice shook.
"Answer me."
Still nothing.
She stepped closer.
"LOOK AT ME!"
Ryan finally lifted his head.
Tears had started filling his eyes.
"I was going to tell you."
Maya laughed.
Not because anything was funny.
But because pain had reached a point where her heart no longer knew how to react.
"You were going to tell me?"
Another laugh.
Then another.
"You married me while your wife was alive?!"
"No!"
Ryan shouted.
"It's not what you think."
"Then explain it!"
Silence.
Long silence.
The tall man suddenly began clapping slowly.
Clap.
Clap.
Clap.
"Beautiful."
Ryan instantly turned.
"Shut up."
The man smiled.
"No, continue. I love emotional reunions."
Maya looked between them.
Confused.
Terrified.
"What is happening?"
No one answered.
Then the large man stepped forward and grabbed Ryan by the shoulder.
Hard.
Very hard.
Ryan winced.
The tall man spoke:
"Since you won't tell her..."
he smiled,
"...I will."
Ryan's eyes widened.
"No."
The man ignored him.
He looked directly at Maya.
"Three years ago... Ryan had a wife."
