What Separates Me and You

Chapter 337

Chapter 337 Let This Be Your Punishment

Lewis did not react. His stance remained firm, unblinking.

Josephine, on the other hand, was greatly panicked. She rushed forward and grabbed Seth’s forearm, shaking her head frantically.

Her franticness coaxed a sneer from him, his bone-deep resentment awakened by her concern for that man’s safety.

“What did you find?” Lewis asked suddenly.

Seth’s gaze was cool. “Why should I tell you?”

Lewis raised his arm, pushing his dagger away. “It’s getting late. Let’s finish up here.”

Dissatisfaction coated Seth’s every move, even as he sheathed his dagger angrily. He yanked Josephine toward him, pushing her in front of the tombstone.

Josephine staggered all the way to where Seth wanted her, the photographs stark in her vision. Compared to the foreignness she had felt earlier, an indescribable emotion she couldn’t quite identify seized her.

Her chest felt unusually tight.

Lewis watched their silhouettes silently, turning to walk away.

He found an abandoned pavilion and leaned against its pillar, igniting a cigarette as he lost himself in his thoughts.

Meanwhile, Seth knelt in front of the tombstone and gestured for Josephine to come closer.

“Kneel here,” he said in a low voice as he lit a few candles.

Josephine frowned, confusion marring her features.

Seth, however, was entirely preoccupied with the task at hand.

“Can’t you read?” he said distractedly.

It was then that she turned her attention to the inscriptions carved on the headstones. Joseph and Elizabeth Vance, it read.

Vance-

Her eyes widened abruptly, and she leaned closer to examine the man’s photograph. Vaguely, she thought she felt a familiar sense of recognition between those brows.

Her breath quickened.

Could it be-

Could he be-

within her mind. She turned to Seth, hoping to attain

from him.

the flickering firelight in the darkness that seemed to have descended around them. The smoke from the flames stung her eyes, but

been drained, her body crumbling weakly to the ground.

five when she first visited the

did remember constantly hoping, constantly waiting for her parents to return and take her home. She had thought that they

–

still had a home to return to, that the people

that the cold, rotting corpses below the two headstones in front of

had no home

this yourself. I wanted to see the regret on your face, to see you pay for the years of complacency you seemed to have greatly enjoyed,” he jeered. “Must be nice to be you. Not only do you never seem to remember anything, but you also forget things faster than you could register

hope left for you to be anything but a

fate to have me indebted to you Vances.”

ground in a daze. She was unable to speak through her tears, and

that she no longer had a home, that the home she’d been dreaming of,

hopes and dreams shattered in the swirling ashes from the

cried. He rearranged the

to look

as if she yearned to carve his appearance

was what it took for her

effort allowed her to place this man’s identity in the cavernous space

she signed, “Who are you?”

resulting smile that graced his face upon beholding her fingers that’d

I? That’s for you

lips and the tip of his nose were visible to

previous words desperately.

being indebted to

owed them, then he couldn’t be her brother,

he wasn’t her brother,

anything-anything at all-to clue her in to this man’s. identity and who he was to her. But even as her head throbbed incessantly, even as she clutched

even the slightest inkling of information from the agonizing assault of her own mind, but… nothing. There was nothing

her

through the pain and grabbed Seth’s arm once more.

to know who he was-she needed to know

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