Lance sighed and retrieved Edwin's phone from the living room where he'd left it to charge overnight. He handed it to Edwin, his fingers brushing against the actor's as he did so.
Edwin took the phone, barely seeming to notice the contact. He stared at the screen, his thumb hovering over Laura's number. With a deep breath, he pressed "call" and held the phone to his ear.
Lance watched, his own heart sinking as Edwin's face fell. The call had clearly gone to voicemail.
"She's not answering," Edwin muttered, ending the call. He immediately dialed again, pacing back and forth in Lance's kitchen.
Lance leaned against the counter, his arms crossed over his chest. He tried to keep his expression neutral, but a flicker of hurt passed over his features as Edwin made a third attempt to reach La
