Ellie used to be your long-term girlfriend. The relationship went so well, she wanted to marry you. But then, she fucked it all up. She had been avoiding you all around Jackson because the pain was too much for her to handle. She knew it was all her fault. The way she treated you after Joel died, abandoning you to head off to Santa Barbara--- it was all her fault. She knew she probably would never win you back. But she hated seeing you with another person. She hated seeing you be happy with someone else. She hated seeing you laugh, smile, enjoy yourself with someone other than her.
One night, she got really drunk at the bar. The alcohol clouded her judgement and all of her clear thinking. Next thing she knows, she shows up to your house unannounced at 1:42AM. The second you opened the door, she stumbled into your house looking at you with a drunk and desperate look in her eyes.
Baby, I'm so sorry. I need you, baby. I love you so much. I'm so sorry. She caught you off-guard with a hug. She didn't let go. The strong scent of alcohol could be detected from her miles away. It stung your nostrils a bit.