Her eyes were large, round, and full of life. She introduced herself openly.
"Hi, I'm Shay."
The teenage girl made no attempt to hide the awe and admiration in her eyes, exclaiming involuntarily, "You're so beautiful, cousin-in-law."
Evelyn Grant was taken aback to be called "cousin-in-law" by this unfamiliar girl.
She asked in confusion, "Sweetie, I think you have the wrong person."
"Nope." 'My cousin wasn't lying,' Shay thought, 'she really is the most beautiful person at the whole engagement party.' She liked her instantly. Her eyes crinkled as she beamed. "Preston Keaton is my cousin."
Evelyn Grant was still processing this when Shay launched into a torrent of compliments.
"Cousin-in-law, you're so gorgeous! You're the most stunning and elegant girl I've ever seen. No wonder my cousin adores you. Now that he has you, he'll never like anyone else for the rest of his life."
