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-

her mind. She turned to Seth, hoping to attain

from him.

those dratted candles calmly, entirely fixated on the flickering firelight in the darkness that seemed to have

to have been drained, her body crumbling weakly to

five when she first visited the Alvarez family.

her home. She had thought that they would find her again. One day she told herself. One day, she would be home once

–

home to return to, that the people she loved were waiting for her there.

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

no home after all.

greatly enjoyed,” he jeered. “Must be nice to be you. Not only do you never seem to remember anything, but you

There’s no hope left for you to be anything but

fate to have me indebted to you Vances.”

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

longer had a home, that the home she’d been

shattered in the

rearranged the candles once more when a pair of arms clasped around

turning to look at

if she yearned to carve his appearance into

for her

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

she signed, “Who

resulting smile that graced his face upon beholding her fingers that’d long frozen stiff

for you to find out.”

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

his previous

being indebted to the

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

wasn’t her brother, who

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 anguish.

agonizing assault of her own mind, but… nothing. There was

her memories with

and grabbed Seth’s arm once more. Her

who he was-she needed to know

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