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-

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

from him.

candles calmly, entirely fixated on the flickering firelight in the darkness that seemed to have descended around them. The smoke

all the strength she possessed seemed to have been drained, her

five when she first visited

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

–

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

her that she didn’t, that the cold, rotting corpses below the

had no home after all.

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

for you to be anything but a waste of

me indebted to

down on the ground in a daze. She was unable to speak through her tears, and she hardly understood

home, that the home

shattered in the swirling ashes

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

turning to look

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

it took for her to remember

amount of time nor effort allowed her to place

“Who-” she signed,

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

That’s for you to find

only his lips and the tip of

recalled his previous words desperately.

said something about being

he owed them, then he couldn’t be her brother, could

if he wasn’t her brother, who

to her. But even as her head throbbed incessantly, even as she

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

of course, her memories with Lewis.

grabbed Seth’s arm once more. Her eyes were

wanted to know who he was-she needed to know how they

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