November 1918

As Diana landed, she looked around and realized that although she had won the War, she had lost far more than she could have ever imagined. Thinking about it, Diana knows she's lost her aunt, her home, and a man she possibly could have loved.

Walking away from Steve's picture, Diana wonders what her future would be now when Etta took Diana by the hand to lead Diana to what would become their home.

January 1919

It was hard for Diana to adapt to life in 20th Century London. It was harder still for her to adjust to coming from a world where women were strong, powerful, independent, and could do anything they choose. To a world where a woman's only choice of a job was to be a secretary or in Diana's words, a "Man's Slave."

After putting down the book she'd just finished Diana wrote a brief translation about it before sitting back, she thought about the last two months and how her job came to be.

On a cold, snowy, windy, day Diana, not being used to the winter weather, stepped into a building to warm up. Upon entering, she heard a conversation going on in the back and followed the voices. It was an elderly couple talking about how they might have to close their bookstore because the foreign books needed translating, and with their sons killed in the War, they had no one to help them. Diana said to them, "I can help you" in five languages. The Wades decided to test her. From that day on, Diana worked at the bookstore.

Diana came back to the presents when she heard Mrs. Wade approaching.

Mrs. Wade had come to see if Diana wanted some tea only to find her looking pale. She asked, "My Dear, why don't you go home for the day?"

"I have been feeling nausea for a while now. I probably should go home. I do not want to get you and Mr. Wade sick as well."

"If you are feeling unwell, then perhaps you should go see a doctor."

"I will think about it. Farewell." Said Diana.

"Farewell." Said Mrs. Wade.

Etta came home to find Diana, looking slightly confused, mumbling, "It cannot be."

Concerned something might be wrong: she sat beside Diana taking her hands, asking, "What's wrong?" Upon getting no response, she repeated her question, with little a gentle turn of Diana's face so could meet her eyes, "What's wrong?" Etta listened as Diana spoke about leaving work early and going to the doctors. When she heard the results of the doctor's visit, Etta had only one solution, "Diana, you must return home. You will need your family with you now."

"I cannot."

"You have too. Diana, you need your family at a time like this."

"I cannot. When I left, my Mother said never to return. I can never go home again."

"Diana, at times like these families come together and help each other out. You must go home, Diana. You'll need your Mother to help you through this. Diana, go home."

"I do not have away. I do not have access to a boat o-"

"Leave that to me. I'll take care of everything." Etta said.

The next day while Etta was working on arranging transportation for Diana. She went to the bookstore to explain to the Wades what was happening as well as to say goodbye.

"I also want to thank you both for all you have done for me over the last few months. Your help with the loss of Steve has meant a lot to me. Thank you so much." Diana said.

"We know what it is to lose someone you love." Said, Mr. Wade.

"We wish you the best Dear." Said Mrs. Wade.

A/N: I recently got Grammarly. So now, I'm going back and editing and re-uploading all my previous chapters for this story. Grammarly helps with spelling style, and so on.