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.

firelight in the darkness that seemed to have descended

to have been drained, her body crumbling weakly to the

had been five when she first

remember much, but she did remember constantly hoping, constantly waiting for her parents to return and take her home. She had thought that

–

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

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

had no home after all.

this 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. Not only do

to be anything but a waste of

fate to have me indebted to you

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

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

in the swirling ashes from the candles was truly merciless.

credit, had completely calmed down as she cried. He rearranged the

turning to

she yearned to carve his appearance

was what it took for her to

allowed her to place this man’s identity in the cavernous space of her mind.

“Who-” she signed,

face upon beholding her fingers

am I? That’s for

fueled her distress. Josephine stared deeply at his profile, but only his lips and the tip of his nose were visible to her through the curtain

previous words desperately.

something about being indebted

couldn’t be her brother, could

he wasn’t her brother,

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

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

course, her memories with

grabbed Seth’s

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

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