"It's good to hear your voice, Juliana."
"Feeling isn't quite mutual."
I could feel him shift uncomfortably, but he didn't face me. My shadow loomed over him as I walked towards the dresser. I was glad I had hacked into the sensors and lights before even coming inside. He wouldn't have wanted to see my face, or what was left of it.
"He looks nice in this vid, if a bit scruffy," I paused as the soft hum of the electronics inside the vid-frame lit up the screen, playing a video of Richard and his husband someplace warm.
"You both look happy," it felt heavy in my hand as I turned it over, "Recent?"
"Uh, yeah? Month or so ago?" his voice tra