I can really relate to and feel the loss of a loved one from the guy crying with all the burnt things on the ground.
Makes me wonder if he found out as he was calling them or if the phone on ground was someone telling him they are gone...
I liked the idea of showing two perspectives by dividing the page even the divide seems isolating
I liked the lighting on the one isolated by the group while using bright colors away from them. The hand seemingly in the pocket while the pause of the finger on the table/counter reminds me of the hesitation I feel like should I or shouldnt I go talk to them...