ELENA's POV
"Brad, what's happening? Are you feeling better?" I asked him with my voice laced with concern as I noticed him leaning heavily on my shoulder.
He looked so pale and in pain, making me worried that something serious had happened to him. A pang of guilt washed over me as I saw how miserable he was because I was the one who had suggested riding the bumper cars. If I hadn't suggested it and gone to ride something else, maybe Brad would have been fine.
"I am okay. Don't worry. I was just dizzy since a tall kid kept bumping my car nonstop. And gosh, my neck hurts," he groaned in pain, his body pressed closer to me, shutting the gaps between us.
I knew I was the one who let him lean on me for support while we searched for an unoccupied bench. However, I began to feel uncomforta
