Chapter 453

• I got into the same car as Dilan, along with two other security guards, one of whom was a woman. Liliane sent a message saying she was waiting at the company where I would be filming the commercial. During the ride, the security guard next to me plucked up the courage to ask for my autograph, and for the first time, I realized I had forgotten my pen. It had been so long since I had done this that I had lost my old habit.
• "Here," Dilan offered, looking intently at me. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, that he might be a threat. Maybe my inner witch had picked up on something in his spirit that I couldn't see yet.
• "Thank you!" As soon as I took the pen, a new memory came to mind. This pen was mine! It was the same brand of pen I used, with a subtle letter I had scratched on the cap—a symbol I used to mark my personal belongings back then.