Yvette Hardin was born to a narcissistic mother who detested her from the moment she entered the world. Over the years, her mother, Bertha Mae, began to strike, curse, belittle, neglect, and demand Yvette do household chores.
When Yvette had time to be alone, she prayed that her mother, Bertha Mae, would not scream her name, demanding her to get her stinky, lazy behind up and cater to her. She daydreamed about a better life and prayed that one day her mother would love her.
Several days after Yvette graduated high school, her mother died, leaving her without an answer, feeling lost. Frightfully, she wasn’t finished taunting her.