They were all extended family of the Fame family, aunts and uncles of all sorts, but because she was putting on makeup, no one came to disturb her.
Ava Gibson was by her side, looking at her with her cheeks pulled back.
As the makeup artist dabbed and swept her face, Lissy Lock couldn't stop yawning and she didn't even know how many times she yawned; she was even a little embarrassed about it.
Ava couldn't help but laugh at her, "Hey, bride, what did you do last night? Why are you so sleepy today? You've been yawning all along?"
"You try being woken up at five o'clock."
"I didn't fare much better than you, I woke up at six o'clock, it's 6:30 now, and I'm here helping you with your makeup."
"Well, that still means you slept an extra hour," Lissy said.
Ava said with a grin, "Well, Oliver Winslow was holding me in his sleep last night. I slept so well that I'm still energetic. Hey, do you want me to get you some coffee?"
"Okay."
