Dimitri
During the whole funeral, I had felt on edge and could not fathom why. I was sitting right in front so I could not look back at all. Yet the feeling would not go away. I did not think I was in danger at all. However, I could also not place what this odd feeling actually was.
My mind had started going forth with hundreds of different reasons as to why I felt uncomfortable throughout the funeral. I was so engrossed in that task that I did not hear when the priest called for me to come say a few words. That was when I realized that none of my assumptions were right. When I was called up to speak, I finally noticed it. Or should I say noticed her. I was so busy trying to find the piece of paper with my speech when I reached the front that I did not look to the crowd once on the podium. Once I found the sheet, I then cleared my throat and looked up at the crowed to start my speech. That was when I locked eyes with her.