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.

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

five when she first

constantly hoping, constantly waiting for her parents to return and take her home.

–

to,

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

had no home

you pay for the years of complacency you seemed to have greatly enjoyed,”

no hope left for you to

to have me indebted

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

had a home, that the home she’d been dreaming of,

the swirling ashes from the candles was truly merciless.

the candles once more when

stilled, turning to look at her.

as if she yearned to carve his

it took for her to

place

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

beholding her fingers that’d

for you to find out.”

her question fueled her distress. Josephine stared deeply at his profile, but only his lips and the tip of

previous words

about being indebted

he couldn’t

her brother, who was he?

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

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

course, her memories with

her teeth through the pain and grabbed Seth’s arm once more. Her eyes were

know who he was-she needed

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