When rage drives you, destruction is the only destiny. Seeing her laughing and smiling with someone who's not him, was enough to send a chord of pain straight through his heart. He came here expecting her missing him, but no, with the way she was going on dates and enjoying company of other male made it clear that it was only him sulking like a heartbroken teenager. She was jovial like always. Their separation did nothing to her.
He wanted to destroy something-- anything-- when he saw her with that man, the only thought that swirled and dominated his mind was to go down there and rip the bastard's throat apart. He was here, waiting for her. Waiting to hold her in his arms after so long. But the scene he saw through window gave him enough summary of how much she must have been waiting for
