What Separates Me and You

Chapter 147 Let Me Hear Your Voice

Josephine gasped as she was dragged out of the water, coughing up water with every exhale.

The world spun even as she lay on the ground. She forced herself to open her vision was pitch-black.

eyes, but her

Someone was pounding her chest, salt water trickling uncontrollably from her mouth.

She didn’t know how much time had passed before the pressure in her chest built up rushed up her throat.

and

She coughed, expelling a large mouthful of water. Cold air rushed into her nose and her mouth at once. She could finally breathe smoothly again.

“Josephine, are you insane?

“Who said you could jump? Who gave you permission to fucking jump?!

“If you wanted to die so badly, why didn’t you tell me directly? I would have shot you earlier!”

Above her, a man’s voice erupted in a thunderous roar, brimming with a rage she had never witnessed before.

Josephine tried to make out the man’s features in her daze, but all she could see was darkness.

Above her, she felt water droplets dripping continuously onto her face and into her mixing with the tears that were streaming down her face.

eyes,

She raised her hand and let her senses guide her as she touched his cheek.

“Lew-Lew-”

She forced a syllable out of her throat. She had never spoken before and couldn’t voice the rest of the syllables. After trying for what seemed like an eternity, she could still only utter that one syllable despite her efforts.

The man was clearly stunned.

“What did you say?”

Josephine opened her mouth. Her breath stuck in her throat, and the sounds she uttered were completely at odds with the unfamiliar motions of her lips and tongue.

“Lou-ie-” She finally squeezed out two simple and awkward syllables after struggling intensely.

wind and the rustle of the weeds around

emanating from Lewis dissipated along with

on her face. Even though he couldn’t make out her features in the

“You-”

his other hand, as if trying

eyelids drooped, and when she could no longer resist it anymore, she let herself get

the cliff, after laying on the ground for a long time and having made sure that there was no movement below, Conrad stood and ordered those

and spread out, searching for Lewis and Josephine on the

the homestead, all he found were the bodies of the

barging into the room

bedbound from his extensive injuries was nowhere to be found, and the building was empty.

series of rooms within the building but found no sign

the empty room and took a

Seth had escaped!

about Seth’s whereabouts.

mountain, he had already noticed that the steep gorges nestled between the cliffs were predominantly

excellent

and Lewis might not have lost their lives

long. Josephine jolted awake multiple times in

merely standing in the valley with nothing but a woolen coat, even without

2/5

of the night. It wasn’t until the latter half of the night that she felt some warmth around her.

and saw a

gaze traveled upward, gliding from his chest to his jaw, taking in the sight of his tightly pursed

predominantly fueled by fresh twigs with only a few dry ones scattered among them. The fire appeared relatively small, emanating thick smoke

fiddling with some branches, attempting to make

but the hand on her shoulders

“Don’t move.”

neither of them had their clothes on. There was only a thin shirt covering

been propped up with the branches he could find, forming a crude, makeshift screen on the side. One side of it was being dried by the heat from the fire, and the

small, not more than twenty feet in total. The few clothes they had on them sealed

body temperature

maneuvers, the fire flared brighter, its glow illuminating the

threw the branch onto the ground and looked

dark eyes bore into her own, as if they were trying to

while, Lewis spoke. “You

didn’t know what else

his stance emitting a low hum of danger.

ball and struggled to voice a single syllable. “Cold.