Hello everyone! You remember Nina? Tommie's sister?

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June 23rd 1910

"Really, please, stop fussing." I told Nina. She held her ear to my ever-growing belly. Her eyes shone with excitement.
"No! You need to be fussed over, Helen! And besides, it's your anniversary, so that means you get even MORE fuss!" Nina mused. I shook my head. "I don't want to be fussed over, Nina."
"I don't care! And besides, you're going out to a big fancy restaurant tonight, so we're going to get you all dolled up. My specialty." Nina leaned back on the sofa.
"Eliza!" I exclaimed. I was really not in the mood.
"Calm down!" Nina laughed. "Helen, you're all over the place at the moment. I understand that. I have children of my own. But, look, it's not the end of the world. Come on. Let me run you a bath, that'll calm you down. Then, maybe I'll get more conversation out of you." She teased.

True to her word, she ran me a bath. I sank into it, letting the warmth of the water engulf me. I washed my hair, tangling my fingers in my wet curls. I hadn't realized how long I'd taken until I stepped out the bathroom in my dressing gown. Nina was there, tapping her foot. "Better?" She smiled, slightly cocksure. She took my hand and pulled me into my bedroom. I looked around, and saw a ton of unfamiliar bottles and containers, as well as a cream satin evening dress lying on the bed, surrounded by various other bits and bobs. "Nina, I don't know…." I shrunk back a bit, rubbing my belly. It would be obvious in that dress, I thought. "Oh Helen, come on. Easy." Nina protested. I gave in. She dried my hair, and combed through it thoroughly. Next, she made work on my make-up. She plucked and brushed until she was finished, and she pinned my hair in place. I didn't see the point in this makeover, but hey-ho. She proceeded boldly on with my dress. It was surprisingly quite loose-fitting, and had a dark brown sash around the waist. It had low enough a neck that Nina decided to clip a certain locket around my neck; the very same locket I had worn when I first met Tommie, the one from Daddy. "Why would I be interested in him?" I had thought back then. How things have changed.

Nina smiled at me, spinning me round to look in the full-length mirror. My bump wasn't at all that obvious, and all the blemishes had disappeared from my face. I looked the prettiest I had done in ages. "I've… got to hand it to you Nina, you're pretty good." I breathed. "Tommie's eyes are going to pop out when he sees you." Nina squeezed my hand. I turned round to face her, and shook my head.
"I do hope not, Nina. That would be terribly awkward." I teased. We both burst into laughter.
"Helen, I'm home!" My goodness, Tommie was home early! It was only 5 o' clock. I wish we had an anniversary more often. I quite like it. "That's my cue." Nina hugged me, before disappearing downstairs. I went back into my bedroom, and hung my damp towel and gown up. "Helen?" Tommie called. I shut the door before padding down the stairs. Tommie's eyes opened wide in shock, and I felt a warm flush across my skin. "Don't be long." I shooed him upstairs before he could say anything.