The Great, Least, Richer, Poor Part 7, Chapter 7
At Springfield Hospital — The next morning — Chloe's room — Chloe was still in a coma in bed when a woman walked into the room. "Oh Chloe, my baby girl, I love you so much," she said. She touched her daughter's hair as Cruz entered the room. "You're here?" "Yes, I'm here for my daughter. What are the doctors saying?" "With a coma, all we can do is wait and see." "Yes." "Lydia, it's good that you're here for Chloe." "Always. We will fight for Chloe." "Yes, we will."
In another room, Stephanie was sitting down receiving chemotherapy when Carolina entered and sat down. "I brought some magazines, snacks, and water." "Thanks, Carolina." "You're welcome. It's good to have a friend in a time like this." "Yes, it is."
At Celeste and Dominch's place, Celeste was sleeping on the couch when someone entered and woke her up. "I'm sleeping." "Wake up!" Celeste woke to find her mother in the living room. "Mother," she asked, "why are you here?" "Mia called me about Dominch." "You're not here for support; you didn't like him, and you're not good with emotional stuff." "No, I'm not." Mia entered the room. "Mia, why did you call?" "I want to help." "I wish you wouldn't! I want you gone, Mother." Celeste went upstairs. "Celeste just needs time." "So, Mia, what's going on with you? Have you found your next husband?" "Not yet." "I wish you and Celeste turned out differently." "Thanks, Mother."
At Genevieve and Julian's place, Jedediah was getting ready to leave when her phone rang—it was Will. "I would love to see you tonight," he said. Jedediah hung up and left.
