Sasha felt his whole stomach dropping. He had to stumble back, his hand going to cover his mouth. He turned and punched the door hard, leaving a little blood on the door. "You..." he was breathing deeply. "I will..." he could feel himself falling apart.
He turned toward her, his whole body shaking. "What... I really am going to kill him," he said darkly. "I am going to go find him right now..."