These thoughts in my mind prompted me to impulsively buy the cheapest train ticket, preparing to give Jameson a surprise.
I arrived early but felt lost on this unfamiliar street.
I went to the company address I knew but was turned away by the security guard.
Jameson didn't answer the phone.
It started drizzling outside again.
I sheltered at a bus stop with my thermos.
A wedding car parade passes by.
I began to envy and thought, "It would be wonderful if our wedding car were this nice."
Before I had a chance to marvel, I was splashed halfway up my body by dirty water from the roadside.
I stood there staring for a while. I had no choice but to wipe myself with a tissue.
I thought, "Well, it's a happy day, so I won't blame you."
I braved the rain and ducked into a nearby store, only to be blinded by a large screen in the mall displaying.
The caption read: [Congratulations to Mr. Jameson Reed and Ms. Sophie Brooks on their wedding!]
Jameson was in a wedding suit, just as I'd imagined.
But beside him was a completely unfamiliar face.
My first reaction was to laugh. "This person really looks like Jameson."
But those familiar features were unmistakable.
Jameson got married today.