"How is she?" Jane asked Mya when she came out of the hospital room. She handed Mya a cup of coffee and sat down next to her in one of the chairs outside Taylor's room.
"Alive." Mya sighed. "Diane said that she would be okay. They've got her on oxygen and some sort of fluid they're pumping into her." She took a sip of the hot beverage and looked up at Jane. "You can go in, I'm sure she'll want to see you."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Mya shrugged. "We both love her."
"What are we going to do about that?"
"I don't know. I guess that's up to her."
"And if she wants to date us both?"
"Right now, I'm just glad she's alive. I can't think about the rest now." Mya stood. "Did you hear anything about Amber?"
"No. It didn't look good." Jane admitted.
"No, it didn't. I'm going to go che
