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-

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

from him.

yet, he was still lighting those dratted candles calmly, entirely fixated on the flickering firelight in the darkness that seemed to have descended around them. The smoke from the flames stung her eyes, but

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

been five when she first

home. She had thought that they would find

–

thought she still had a home to return to, that

the cold, rotting corpses below

home after all.

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

you to be anything but a waste of

asked fate to have me indebted to you

unable to speak through her

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

in the swirling ashes from the candles

she cried. He rearranged the candles once more when a pair of arms

to look at her.

gazed at his face intently, as if she yearned

what it took for her to

nor effort allowed her to place

helplessly. “Who-” she signed, “Who are

upon beholding her fingers that’d long frozen stiff was more ice than warmth.

That’s for you to find out.”

her question fueled her distress. Josephine stared deeply at his profile, but only his lips and the tip of his nose were visible to her through the curtain of hair that fell over his cheek.

recalled his previous words

said something about being indebted to the

then he couldn’t be her

if he wasn’t her brother,

But even as her head throbbed incessantly, even as she

even the slightest inkling of information from the agonizing assault of her own mind, but… nothing. There was nothing in her mind-nothing but endless, persistent blankness.

course, her memories

gritted her teeth through the pain and grabbed Seth’s arm once more. Her

he was-she needed

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