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.

seemed to have descended around them. The smoke from the

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

five when she first visited the Alvarez family.

did remember constantly hoping, constantly waiting for her parents to return and take her home. She had thought that they would find her again.

–

to, that the people she loved

didn’t, that the cold, rotting

home after all.

you pay for the years of complacency you seemed to have greatly enjoyed,” he jeered. “Must be nice to be you. Not only do

no hope left for you to be anything but

asked fate to have me indebted to you

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

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

in the swirling

she cried. He rearranged the candles once more when a pair of

turning to look

intently, as if she yearned to carve his appearance into her

what it took for her to remember who he was.

to place this man’s

dropped helplessly. “Who-” she

beholding her fingers

for you to find

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

his previous

said something about being indebted

couldn’t

he wasn’t her brother, who was he?

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 unearthed

tried-she really did-to glean even the slightest inkling of information from the agonizing assault of her own mind, but… nothing. There was

her memories with

the pain and grabbed Seth’s arm once

to know who he was-she needed to know how

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