"Darren, please don't let these thoughts spoil your special day, that's not the truth, my dear," Mrs. Hernandez said, her voice soft and soothing.
Darren's eyes narrowed, his skepticism evident. "Then what is the truth, Mom?" he asked, his voice laced with doubt.
Mrs. Hernandez took a deep breath, her expression gentle but determined. "Okay, listen, son. Your father... he's been making arrangements to be here for your birthday.
He was supposed to take the first flight out to join us, to be part of our celebration.
He's been planning this with me, Darren. He wants to be here for you, to celebrate with you. And you know everything he does is to give you a better life".
"Maybe my wish is actually coming true... I never thought he'd want anything to do with me," Darren said, his voice barely above a whisper.