ELLIE

As I baked that afternoon, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. 

He'd been jealous. 

And he wouldn't be jealous if he didn't have any feelings for me. 

I hadn't realized how much knowing that would affect me. 

My whole body felt light and alive, like it was going to float away. 

Cohen didn't hate me. 

Cohen liked me. 

And now I knew for sure that the feeling was very mutual. 

I liked Cohen. 

I didn't ...