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-

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

from him.

seemed

strength she possessed seemed to have been drained, her body crumbling weakly

been five when she

for her parents to return and take her home. She had thought that

–

a home to return to, that the people she loved were

rotting corpses

no home

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

you to be anything but

to have me indebted to you Vances.”

sat down on the ground in a daze. She was unable to speak through her tears, and she hardly understood his

a home, that the home she’d been dreaming of, her parents-they were all

dreams shattered in the swirling ashes

rearranged the candles once more when a pair

stilled, turning to look

gazed at his face intently, as if she yearned

took for her to remember

to place this man’s identity in

helplessly. “Who-” she signed,

fingers that’d

am I? That’s for you to find out.”

and the tip of his nose were visible to

his previous words

something about being indebted to the Vances.

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

if he wasn’t her

as her head throbbed incessantly, even as she clutched her hair and leafed through the remains of her mind, all she unearthed was a turmoil

assault of her own mind, but… nothing. There was

course, her memories

teeth through the pain and grabbed Seth’s arm once more. Her eyes were

know who he was-she needed to know how they were

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