The Von Wald couple dressed formally for the funeral, with silence between them.
Klaus kept glancing at his wife, watching as she put on her stockings and then that black dress. Even in dark clothing, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She buttoned her shirt and looked at herself in the mirror.
Klaus walked over to her and took the comb from her hand. Without saying a word, he helped brush her long golden hair with its wavy curls. Georgina tried not to meet his gaze. He put his arm around her waist, and she didn't pull away.
"Baby, I'm so sorry," Klaus said quietly. "I know you're angry, but can you give me a chance to explain? I didn't lie to you for fun. I did it because I didn't want my identity to affect our relationship. It's not that I think you would
