“Bella, have you seen my phone?”
“What? Isn’t it in the charger by the bed?” I look over to the nightstand and see he’s already packed his charger.
“Maybe it fell under the bed. Did you look there?” I suggest, feeling a little nervous at the thought of his phone going missing.
He bends down and checks under the bed. “Where’s your phone? I need to use the flashlight under here.”
After a few moments, he gives me the bad news. “Nope. It’s not under there.” He stands and looks around our room.
“Edward—” I warn.