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.

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 did not look

to have been drained, her body crumbling

been five when she first

that 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

–

still had a home to return to, that the people she loved were waiting for

her that she didn’t, that the cold, rotting corpses below the two headstones in front of her were

home

to have greatly enjoyed,” he

you to be anything but a waste of

fate to have me indebted to you Vances.”

the ground in a daze. She was unable to speak through

knew was that she no longer had a home, that the home she’d been dreaming of, her

hopes and dreams shattered in the swirling ashes from the candles

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

turning to

face intently, as if she yearned to carve

took for her to remember who he was.

effort allowed her to place this man’s identity in the cavernous

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

upon beholding her fingers that’d long frozen stiff was

I? That’s for you to

deeply at his profile, but only his lips and the tip of his nose were visible to

previous words desperately.

said something about being indebted to the

he couldn’t be her brother,

her brother, who was he?

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 turmoil

of information from the agonizing assault of her own mind,

of course, her memories with

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

he was-she needed to know how they

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