"Eli?" Olivia's nose scrunched. Right in front of her was her cousin Eli, tearing up as he adjusted the baroque-style pearl tiara she picked as her headpiece earlier.
"Why are you crying?" she asked, choking on her own tears. She couldn't help but be swayed by her emotion and be teary-eyed too.
"Aish! Don't cry. You'll ruin your make-up," Eli reprimanded her. He dabbed a hanky on the corner of Olivia's eyes.
"I can't help it when you're crying."
"But you look divine, Livi darling."
"All credit goes to you, Eli. Hey, no more sniffles, okay? Let's enjoy this photoshoot. Is everything ready? I don't want you to be late for the wedding later." Olivia smiled from ear to ear at Eli who went back into his one-eye crying like the diva he was. "Whaaaat?"
"Just… ignore me, okay. It must be my hormones messing up with me." Eli tipped his chin up and faced the ceiling as if doing so would stop the tears of joy from streaming down his eyes.
