Purity In Death.

"Camille?" He told her, "I love her, yes."

"I am asking about Caroline." Freya stopped him. "Not Cami."

"Of course, I love her, Freya." Klaus told her, "How can anyone not? She is the most pure person I have ever seen."

Freya looked shocked.

"I do love Caroline….I have loved her from the moment I laid my eyes on her." He continued. "But, I am not in love with her."

Klaus patted Freya on the shoulder, and left. She was stumped. Maybe, Klaus Mikaelson was a very different person. She felt as if she spent an eternity trying to get to know him. She wouldn't be able to.

She knew one thing.

Both these women held a very delicate and important position in Klaus Mikaelson's life.

Camille O'Connell turned towards Caroline Forbes.

"How do you do this?" She asked Caroline. "What is this you do?"

Caroline took out another pamphlet. And a card. She took it.

"The Salvatore School." Camille murmured.

She looked at the card,

"Caroline Forbes-Salvatore, Co-Founder and

Headmistress of The Salvatore School For Gifted and The Young."

Camille smiled. "Can I ask you something?"

Caroline nodded.

"Why is Forbes-Salvatore?" She asked.

"Salvatore is my husband's name." She explained, "I married Stefan Salvatore."

"So, your husband made the Salvatore School?" Camille asked, interested.

"No…." Caroline stood up.

She turned away.

"I'm sorry if I have offended you in some way, Caroline."

"No….It's okay!" She moved away.

"Caroline, your room is ready." Klaus came down. "Upstairs, take a right. The third room."

Caroline nodded. She had tears in her eyes, Klaus was surprised.

"Caroline?" He looked at her,

"I think…I'll turn in!" She didn't look at either of them. "See you tomorrow….Cami."

"Camille?"

He turned towards Camille.

"Do you know who Stefan Salvatore is?" She asked.

"Was."

Cami looked confused.

"Stefan Salvatore was Caroline's husband." Klaus pressed on the word 'was'

Camille looked shocked.

"That's why she always wears black." Klaus muttered, "He died...on her wedding day."

"What?" Camille jumped.

"She is a noble woman." Klaus told her, "She'll do anything to help you, Cami....Caroline Forbes is the definition of what purity in death means."

Camille O'Connell froze. He was right. Klaus Mikaelson was right. He knew a vampire who was pure.

Caroline Forbes-Salvatore had unpacked her bag, a picture of her and Stefan was placed at the top. She had never traveled without it.

Stefan and Caroline at the carnival, at the top of the carousel. She loved this photo. In the background she could see Elena and Damon. She closed the door behind herself. She had been trying hard, holding everything back.

She sat down on the ground, holding the small photo frame in her hands. She cried today for Stefan after a long long time.

She had sobbed. She sat behind the door, and cried. She held the picture, and remembered the day she ran a hand on it.

"I'm sorry…Stef." She was reliving these memories.

Ironic. She had just erased all the past memories of Stefan in the minds of his brother.

Cami stopped behind the doors. She heard crying. She knocked.

"Caroline….?"

Caroline quickly wiped off her tears, and opened the door.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Are you okay?" Cami asked, concerned.

"I'm….I'm fine." She replied. Wiping off her face.

"I am sorry about your husband." She told Caroline.

"It's fine."

Both Caroline and Camille knew it was not fine. Caroline was not fine.