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

from him.

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

possessed seemed to have been drained,

been five when she first visited the

time, she didn’t remember much, but she did remember 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

–

always thought she still had a home to return to, that

Seth was telling her that she didn’t, that the cold, rotting corpses below the two headstones

had no home

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.

There’s no hope left for you to be anything but

me indebted to you

unable to speak through her tears, and she

knew was that she no longer had a home, that

her hopes and dreams shattered in the swirling ashes from the candles was truly merciless.

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

stilled, turning to look at

at his face intently, as if she yearned

it took for her

to place this man’s

helplessly. “Who-” she

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

That’s for

refusal to answer her question fueled her distress. Josephine stared deeply at his profile, but only his lips and the tip of his nose

recalled his previous words desperately.

something about being indebted to the

then he couldn’t be her

he wasn’t her brother,

her in to this man’s. identity and who he was to her. But even as her head

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

course, her

pain and grabbed

he was-she needed to know

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