"Remus..." Tonks' voice crackled out quietly, the only thing she could think to say. She didn't have anything more she could say. She had run out of protests and promises. Apparently, none of it mattered. The only response she heard from him was the quiet opening of the door. And, a moment later, the click of it shut.
The shutting of that door ripped open her world. Where she had been locked in icy numbness, the soft click ripped everything free. She screamed. She had no other words, but she had passion and pain. It ripped from her throat in a sound primal and horrific. Before she knew what was happening, she fell to her knees, still screaming through the tears.
Tonks ripped off her wedding ring, tossing it at the door in the fit of emotion and pain. She didn't even see where it fell or hear the quiet clink that was drown in the cry of her voice. But the scream could not last. Soon, it dissolved into wracking, quiet sobs. She lay on her side, across the ground, curled into a tight little ball. She couldn't think, couldn't move, couldn't speak.
Her marriage was over. All she knew was pain and tears.