Anna ran back to her home, her eyes black rather than the startling blue they normally are. Her heartbreak and fury evident.
She pulled open the door and ran in, throwing anything she came in contact with, tearing, ripping, punching, destorying anything that came to hand.
first downstairs then upstairs. Avoiding the babies room but attacking everything else. Jacobs clothes were the closest thing to her and they got torn to shreds before she went back downstairs and crumpled in a broken, sobbing, heap on the floor.