"I came to see you."
"I'm doing well too."
Oliver Winslow smiled, "You've been busy all morning, aren't you tired now?"
"I'm fine..."
"Ava," Oliver said, "Why are you blocking the door so tightly…"
"I'm not doing anything. You're not planning to come in, are you?" Ava Gibson looked at him, "No way, you'll see Sis Lissy Lock's wedding dress if that happens."
Without giving Oliver a chance to speak, Ava slammed the door shut with a "bang".
Oliver got a snub, and he helplessly shook his head and sighed.
All he did was care about her, but he was met with a closed door.
He watched Ava, the maid of honor, busy all morning, concerned she might tire herself out.
By contrast, the role of groom and best man was substantially more relaxed, simply greeting guests, chatting and dealing with situations.
For John Fame and Kai Piers, this was as easy as pie!
Oliver shook his head at the closed door and sighed repeatedly.
