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.

air became quiet instantly, save for the distant wind and the rustle of the weeds

rage emanating from Lewis dissipated along

his gaze pinned on her face. Even though he couldn’t make out her

“You-”

cheek with his other hand, as if trying to

no longer resist it anymore, she let herself get carried

on the ground for a long time and having made sure that there was no movement below, Conrad stood and ordered those behind him. “Search for them below! We must find them both no matter what!”

spread out, searching for Lewis

the homestead, all he found

into

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

rooms within the building but found no sign of him anywhere, even after having searched almost everywhere

room and took a step

Seth had escaped!

the time to worry about Seth’s whereabouts.

nestled between the cliffs were predominantly filled with

was, undoubtedly, an excellent

Lewis might not have lost their

night was particularly long. Josephine jolted awake multiple times in between

like these, merely standing in the valley with nothing but a woolen coat, even without getting drenched,

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her trance-like state for most of the night. It wasn’t until the latter half of the night that

forced her eyes open and saw a man’s

gliding from his chest to his jaw, taking in the sight of his tightly pursed lips and the dancing firelight

twigs with only a few dry ones scattered among them. The fire appeared relatively small, emanating

fiddling with some branches, attempting to make

the hand on her shoulders

“Don’t move.”

them had their clothes on. There was only

find, forming a crude, makeshift screen on the side. One

small, not more than twenty feet in total. The few clothes they had on them sealed the entrance tightly, barely letting in any wind.

No matter how high Lewis’ body temperature was, she

Lewis’ maneuvers, the fire flared brighter, its glow illuminating the

branch onto the ground and looked at

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

Lewis spoke. “You can

didn’t know what else to say.

his eyes, his stance emitting a low hum of

heart clenched. She curled into a ball and struggled to voice