Amy’s POV
It had been six months since I lost my girls and my grand babies. I haven’t been doing well lately. Mine and Hammer’s health had deteriorated a lot. We both have been diagnosed with depression and hypertension. “Honey, please take your medication, you are putting yourself at risk of getting stroke or heart attack by refusing to take your meds.” I told their father, Hammer.
He shook his head refusing to take my advice. “What’s the point Amy? If I have to die then I’d rather die now. We have lost all our family members. I labored and toiled, I never spent any time with any of my children, including Timothy who long passed. I was working hard in order to afford them a better life. All for what? Only to turn around and lose it all?” he questioned.
He was making sense but it hurt
