smene, my sister. I did it alone. No one helped me. Not even Haemon, my brave one, whom I will not wed.
The way that this is written is like a mix between past, present, and future. It feels like Antigona is dead because she is speaking in past tense, also because we know that she died. But it's a conversation in present time speaking about the future. It's very interesting and intriguing to see.