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-

turned to Seth, hoping to attain

from him.

darkness that seemed to

possessed seemed to have been drained, her body crumbling

she first visited the

constantly hoping, constantly waiting for her parents to return and take her home. She had thought that they would find her again. One day she told herself. One day, she would be home once more.

–

to return to,

the cold, rotting corpses below the two headstones in

no home after all.

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

hope left for you to be anything but

have me indebted to you

in a daze. She was unable to speak

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

and dreams shattered in the swirling ashes from the

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

to

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

was what it took for her to remember who he was.

effort allowed her to place

she signed,

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

am I? That’s for you to find out.”

her distress. Josephine stared deeply at his profile, but only his lips and the

previous

being indebted to

them, then he couldn’t be her brother,

he wasn’t her

was to her. But even as her head throbbed incessantly, even as she clutched her hair and leafed through the remains of her mind,

of her own mind, but… nothing. There was nothing in her mind-nothing but

course, her

pain and grabbed Seth’s arm once more. Her

who he was-she needed to know

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