Lisa's POV
I never expected that I would be saying goodbye to my father, and it would be me who would give him a eulogy speech instead of him giving his last words for me before they would lay me to rest. Because I have been thinking lately that I will die ahead of my parents, and now, as I stood in front of everyone who attended the mass offered for the repose of my father's soul, I can feel my legs are trembling, and I hope I will find my voice as I say my goodbye to my dad.
I was in the midst of my speech when I raised my head and turned towards the direction of Benedict and his family, and I could feel the piercing of my heart as I watched his face, and I could tell that he was crying. And I could no longer hold myself from crying because today, as I faced the crowd of San Antonio, I also knew that my heart was dying because of my feelings for Ben that I am trying to forget.
