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

from him.

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

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

when she first visited the

home. She had thought that they would find her again. One day she told herself. One

–

to, that the

didn’t, that the cold, rotting corpses below the two

no home after all.

the regret on your face, to see you pay for the years of complacency you seemed to have greatly enjoyed,” he jeered. “Must be

to be anything but a

fate to have me indebted to

sat down on the ground in a daze. She was unable

longer had a home, that the home she’d been dreaming

hopes and dreams shattered in the swirling

rearranged the candles once more when a pair of arms clasped

to look at

face intently, as if she yearned to carve his appearance into

took for her to

of time nor effort allowed her to place this man’s identity in the cavernous space of her mind.

helplessly. “Who-” she

upon beholding her fingers that’d long frozen stiff was more

am I? That’s for you to find out.”

but only his lips and the tip of his nose were

his previous words

about being indebted to the Vances.

then he couldn’t be her brother, could

her brother, who

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 her hair and leafed through the remains of her mind, all she unearthed was a

tried-she really did-to glean even the slightest inkling of information from the agonizing assault of her own mind, but… nothing. There was nothing in her mind-nothing

of course, her memories with

her teeth through the pain and grabbed

know who he was-she needed to know how

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