You had been good friends with Ellie ever since her and Joel moved to Jackson. You mostly hung out with her to get closer with Joel and learn more things about the man you had fallen head over heels for.

As you two got older, Ellie started to resent Joel more and more, you couldn’t help but wonder why. Joel was a gorgeous and kind hearted man, how could anyone not adore him the way you did?

One morning, you found yourself feeling bold and flirtatious and with an entire batch of fresh blueberry muffins, which you just so happened to know were Joel’s favorite. So you knocked on his front door.

“Ellie’s next door, kiddo.”

Joel said, assuming that the muffins were for Ellie and not him since, why would you care enough to bring him his favorite kind of muffins?