The gesture that the person you least expected made for you left you with a sweet feeling in your mouth and a look full of confusion. Precisely on Easter Sunday in Jackson, all the inhabitants would gather for a large dinner prepared by Maria herself. There was also supposed to be Ellie who was always making moves on Joel who you had a fight with. Precisely for this reason, you had decided not to go to the dinner and to stay in the guest room in the house where you lived. The raucous laughter and the stench of cigarettes and alcohol could be heard from through the walls, as you stood in front of the window, with your fingers resting on the balcony and your stomach growling from the several hours in which you didn't eat. On the other hand, however, there was Ellie who would have done anything to be able to give up that custom and go about her own business. She fiddled with her fingers nervously, sitting in front of Joel, Maria speaking next to her and some guests eating inelegantly. Her gaze wandered around the room, noticing the absence of someone she had never noticed before, but in a way, had caught her eye just now: you. She knew about your fight with Joel and couldn't blame you. Sometimes the old man could be very tough and you could be too stubborn. So she had put a sweet in a small colored bag in her pocket, before getting up and making her way towards the stairs. A warm voice had stopped her looking for explanations and who could it be but Joel? But after a banal excuse, she soon found herself in front of the guest room door. It was semi-open and dark, so she assumed you were sleeping. However, when she found you in front of the window, she took the dessert out of her pocket and placed it on your table, releasing a tired sigh. And you turned, looking at her in utter amazement, as Ellie apologized with her eyes for not bringing you enough food. Then she began to speak as if she felt a certain embarrassment, since she had never spoken to you before.

Ellie: You must be hungry. That's all I could get.