Diana only let herself one day of sorrow and confusion before going straight over to Aunt Josphine's after school. She was told she was going to have to wait for Jo to return since she was currently out, but Diana didn't care. She wasn't there for her anyway. Well, not in that particular moment. Diana went straight down at the piano and stared down at the keys.

There was so much. Too much. She couldn't tell if she was confused r overwhelmed. Diana thought about the first time she had played the piano here a few weeks ago. She had made multiple pieces since. Ones that were triggered by certain emotions that Diana knew. But even now, after all of her growth and refurbishment over the last month, she was once again conflicted.

Then Aunt Josaphine's voice rang in her ears.

"I heard you, in that song. You are here, in these keys."

Diana didn't have a melody in her head at first, but she placed her fingers down on the board. She took a deep breath and let herself speak.

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Song Suggestion: Unrequited Love (Ari Posner & Amin Bhatia)

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She began to play a few chords, unknowing what was truly to come next, but she played on slowly and attentively. There was slight ease that came to Diana when she heard the chords. It was the first clear feeling she felt something in days and she didn't want to let it go. She had never heard a piece like this, but yet the sound felt so familiar. Like a distant sound that was always in the back of her mind, calling out to her. Diana stared at her fingers curiously, but then let her eyes shut, letting the music take over.

She had recalled family, friends, and memories of childhood, but there was one thing she knew she couldn't keep her mind from.

Diana's mind went through her first memories of Fred. Him picking up her hat when it blew straight off her head that fall afternoon. Them walking together towards the library. Casual conversations. Having tea together, where Fred did most of the talking. How could she have thought it was love when there wasn't even a smile on her face when she was with him? The flattery he presented her made up for the equal unhappiness between them. When he kissed her gloved hand, Diana simply gave him a polite smile with a small blush.

Her heart had never pounded when he looked at her. Her skin never tingled at his touch. Her eyes had never glued to his with a strong magnetic force. She never could tell him what she was really feeling in fear of his rejection. She never felt cared for or appreciated in his company. But most importantly, she had never felt happy with him. She had never felt whole when Fred was around. It was just what she had told herself.

Diana began to feel her emotions seeping out of her through her playing finger as they danced across the keyboard.

Then memories with Jerry came flooding in. Her heart pounding when he simply looked at her. Shocks flew through her body at his touch. Their eyes gazing at each other. Seeming like they were the only two people in the world. Their hands brushing as he walked her home from school, his lips touching hers for the very first time, and his lips touching hers again that morning on the stairs.

Jerry's smile, his warmth, his deep eyes.

Stealing secret glances. Dancing in his parent's house. Jerry gifting Diana the porcelain poodle. Comforting her as Anne risked her life. Holding her as the thunder roared above them. Jerry running his gentle fingers through her damp hair. That night that was lit with candlelight. When they hit a bump in the road and were thrown into each other's arms. The carriage ride when Jerry told her about happiness.

The night on the porch when Jerry had forgiven Diana, wiped her tears, and made her feel something powerful. Something better than anything she had ever felt in the world. Could it be? Could it possibly be the one thing she had been searching for?

Could he be her happiness?

"Then it's decided. I won't chase after something I'll never catch." He turned away from her. "Goodbye, Diana."

"Wh-" Diana was about to chase after him, but then she heard Anne's voice just outside the barn. She looked back to see they were ready to go to the train station. She turned back to where Jerry was standing to see he was gone.

"Jerry?"

Diana suddenly stopped playing as tears rolled down her cheeks. She took her fingers off the keys and held her face in her hands. She couldn't believe what she had done. She had lost him. Diana had let him walk away all because she was so unsure of her feelings. He was going to surprise her. He was willing to change for her. He wanted to make her happy.

"My, Diana," Aunt Josphine's real voice came from the door. "That was the most beautiful song I've heard you play yet. Do you have a name for it?"

Diana raised her head up slowly. She wiped away her tears. Diana didn't think much about naming her songs. Each one was so unique she had felt no need to call them by any specific title. Looking back at the peace in her mind, the name came fairly quickly. "Unrequited love."

"What happened yesterday?" Aunt Jo asked as she took a chair, dismissing the drying tears on Diana's cheeks.

"I lost him," Diana admitted allowed. "I missed my chance with him. He was going to surprise me at the ball this week and I messed it up. It's...over."

"How can it be over?" Jo asked. "You care about him, don't you?"

"Yes," Diana admitted. "But he's not going to come back and change his mind. He won't come sweeping across that dancefloor and take me into his arms. He will not love me again. Not after how I've hurt him. I don't blame him either. This should've ended a long time ago." She sat there for a moment, staring at Aunt Josephine, who said nothing. She breathed out in frustration. "Well, aren't I supposed to let him go and live out his dream without me?"

"Diana," Jo finally spoke. "Perhaps if you weren't questioning yourself, you could let him go with no regrets." Diana watched Jo carefully as she gazed at a picture of Gertrude before settling her old eyes on Diana. "Regrets are just weights holding us down from moving forward. I cannot decide for you, Diana. Only you can decide to live a life with no regrets."

Diana wished she could, but there were too many things she already regretted. Perhaps one of her biggest regrets would be to drag Jerry back down. No, she wouldn't allow herself to do that to him. Never again. She needed to make sure that he could move on. And she was fairly certain he would.

All throughout the week, Diana thought about what Jo had said. The only thing Diana could think of was starting fresh. Tonight, she would attend the ball with no date or escort. She would start a new chapter with herself. One where she couldn't regret her past, only make better decisions for her future. The future. She had to remember that she wasn't only making decisions for her own future, but Jerry's too.

It was getting close to dusk. Diana was sitting at her vanity mirror. She gazed at herself. her hair was pinned up in an intricate bun. Her blue satin ballgown draped around the chair as she sat. She looked at her face and realized how much older she looked this way. She didn't really feel old. In her head, she was still just a little school girl, wishing for the finer things in life.

Diana would sometimes wonder if she was still that little girl trapped inside herself. But then Diana realized she wasn't trapped, she was still there. That little girl was part of Diana and her life. She wouldn't be some ghost of the past but an active mark of her future. Diana saw that little girl in the mirror for only a moment before she grinned at her reflection.

"Are you ready?" Anne asked from the other side of the room. Diana got up from her seat to see Anne. She was wearing a lovely green velvet gown that suited her wonderfully.

"Oh, Anne," Diana smiled widely. "You look astounding." Anne looked down at her toes before doing a small spin and giggling.

"Thank you," Anne tucked a red curl behind her ear. "Although it would look much better with my heart necklace. Is it on the vanity?"

"Oh, yea," Diana reached back and grabbed it. She clasped it around Anne's neck. "I suppose I should wear mine too. I've been scared since I almost lost it. But I think it's time to bring it back out into the light."

"The moonlight," Anne added. That was then there was a knock on the door. Anne suddenly squealed. "I bet that's the boys! I'll wait for you by the door." Diana chuckled as Anne practically skipped out of the room.

Diana turned again to her nightstand beside her bed. Carefully, Diana sat down on the bed's edge before opening the drawer to reveal half of the heart necklace. She picked it up with her gloved hands. She then felt something brush her finger. Diana clasped the necklace around her neck before taking off her gloves and reaching back into the drawer.

Her fingers felt a small shock as they grazed that cool glass of the porcelain poodle. Diana gripped the figurine and pulled it from its hiding. She gazed at it fondly. Memories flickering in her mind, Diana allowed herself to shed one single tear.

"She said you've been acting strange and asked if...I was still in love with you."

"Really?"

Jerry nodded his head. "I thought you would know by now since I sent along that poodle."

Diana bit her lip as she traced over the small decals on the glass with her finger lightly. Her small tear dripped down gently to the figure, then rolled off onto her hand. She gazed at the tear, feelings beginning to brew inside her chest.

"Diana?" Anne's voice came from down the hall. Diana threw the poodle back into the drawer and closed it. She wiped her face and managed to put on her gloves by the time Anne pushed open the door. "Are you ready? Everyone's waiting."

Diana's eyes flickered down at the drawer, but then met Anne's calm blue irises. She took a deep breath before grinning. "Yes."

The ball was as extravagant as Diana hoped it would be. The room was decorated in white and blue decorations. Red poinsettias filled every available vase, creating a wondrous setting. Gilbert had come home early just for Anne once again, which Diana was grateful for. The way Anne's face lit up when she saw him made Diana feel better about her own state.

Tillie had invited Cole as her date since she couldn't decide between bachelors. But, she was dancing with many different men, taking in every opportunity she could to socialize. Josie was dancing with a boy Diana had never known, and Ruby and Moody were trying their best to be graceful dancers. This wasn't exactly the kind of music they were used to.

The violins began to strike up new tunes. So far, Diana had just been chatting with Gilbert, Anne, and Cole, since they were the only ones who weren't out on the floor. It was a good distraction before Anne grabbed Gilbert's hand and swept him up into the ongoing waltz. Cole had gotten flagged over by Tillie, so Diana was left alone again.

She gazed at the couples dancing. Her eyes stayed on Anne and Gilbert most of the time. There was just something about them that fascinated Diana. They were bonded in a way that Diana couldn't put into words. It was unavoidable fate. They were meant for each other. Sure, it had been hard for them to adjust to this new long-distance relationship, but they made it work because they loved each other.

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Song Suggestion: No Regrets (Aris Posner & Amin Bhatia)

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Diana once thought she knew what that was like.

That was when Diana saw him. She froze as she spotted Jerry standing across the ballroom. His brown eyes were fixed upon her, and his lips curved into a small smile. He had come for her, just as he had originally planned. She couldn't move a muscle, but it didn't matter. As soon as he saw her he began to shuffle through the crowds of dancers so swiftly no one had even turned their heads. Diana caught her breath as he came into her full view.

Jerry was dressed in the suit that Aunt Josphine had picked out for him. His dark hair had been slicked back, his black pants had been hemmed, and he wasn't wearing his dirty barn shoes. Diana hardly even recognized him. He stepped up to her slowly and reached out a hand to her. She looked at it and hesitated before taking it, not feeling the usual shock of his skin. He swept her into his hold and began to dance with her in a slow waltz step.

Diana could hardly look away from his face. She was so shocked. How could he have changed his mind so quickly? A whole new life had flashed before her eyes. A rich and wealthy one far from Avonlea in a nice city that Diana had always thought she wanted. The thought almost made a smile come to her lips, but they remained still. Diana was overwhelmed with so many emotions she couldn't tell what she was feeling. Some part of her felt as if she had been here before.

Her thoughts were suddenly silenced when Jerry's thumb traced the side of her cheek, turning her attention back to him. Her skin burned under his touch. Their faces were inches apart. When he spoke, it wasn't in the romantic whisper Diana had expected. His voice was sincere but weak. As if he was choked up. "I know you, Diana, and... I love you."

Before Diana could even recall the memory, Jerry had spun her out of his arms. She steadied herself as she looked for him. When her eyes laid on him again, Jerry was back into his farming clothes. The faint light of a lantern flickering in his shining eyes. He stared at her with a familiar pained expression. He spoke again in that broken voice. "I'm willing to change for you, Diana if you'll let me."

Diana blinked, and he was gone. She looked around to see the crowded ballroom of dancers. She rubbed her eyes to make sure she still wasn't seeing things. Jerry was still nowhere in sight, which should've made Diana happy. She wanted to let him go. She should let him go...but then why was she feeling so terribly?

"Only you can decide to live a life with no regrets."