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

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,

have been

five when she first

constantly hoping, constantly waiting for her parents to return and take her home. She had thought that they

–

a home to return to, that the people she loved

didn’t, that the cold, rotting corpses below

had no home after

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

for you to be anything but a waste of

me

in a daze. She was unable to speak through her tears, and

she knew was that she no longer had a home, that the home she’d

her hopes and dreams shattered in the swirling ashes

completely calmed down as she cried. He rearranged the candles once more when

stilled, turning to look at

she yearned to carve his appearance into her bones, if

it took for her to

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

“Who-” she signed, “Who are

graced his face upon beholding her fingers that’d

That’s for you to

but only his lips and the tip of his nose were visible to her through the curtain

his previous

being indebted to the Vances.

he couldn’t be her

if he wasn’t her brother, who

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,

even the slightest inkling of information from the agonizing assault of her own mind, but…

of course, her

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

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

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