Alyssa's POV

　　"Are you sure you're okay to push me? Am I not too heavy?" I asked, Travis at my back while he pushed the wheelchair which he insisted I took on this trip.

　　"Of course I'm okay with it," Travis laughed in response "I suggested the wheelchair as you're still in pain and recovering," He paused as he steered nimbly around an elderly couple in our path "And no, you're not heavy. You're as light as air for me,"

　　I nodded, deciding to not make ...