Why I.... Was The Only One at Gatsby's Funeral

It was a hard week after Gatsby had died. He didn’t deserve to die because he never did anything wrong to anyone. I had to do everything for the funeral. Three days after Gatsby’s death I received a telegram from Henry C. Gatz, Gatsby’s father. Henry had heard about his son’s death through the Chicago Newspaper. Henry refused to take the body to the Midwest because he knew his son always liked it better down east. The paparazzi was everywhere consumed with what had happened taking pictures and preparing for the funeral. I called Daisy and wanted her to come to the funeral but her butler said that they had already left. I found out that Tom had something to do with Gatsby’s death but the person who murdered him was George Wilson, who also killed himself a few minutes after. The day of the funeral came and to my surprise there was not one person there. I was the only one to attend Gatsby’s funeral. Was I the only one who loved him? Why didn’t anyone else show up?