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 to attain the

from him.

on the flickering firelight in the darkness that seemed to

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

she

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 would find her again. One day she told herself. One

–

thought she still had a home to return to, that the people she loved

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

home after

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 faster than you could register

left for you to be anything but a waste

fate to have me indebted to

ground in a daze. She was unable to speak through her tears, and she hardly understood his words.

she no longer had a home, that the home

her hopes and dreams shattered in the swirling ashes from the

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

to look at her.

face intently, as if she yearned to

for her to remember who

place

she signed, “Who are

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

am I? That’s for you to find

only his lips and the tip of his nose were

recalled his previous words

being indebted to the

he couldn’t be her

wasn’t her

anything-anything at all-to clue 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

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

course, her memories with

and grabbed Seth’s arm once

who he was-she needed to

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