Mrs. Hernandez sprang to her feet, her eyes fixed intently on Darren, "What's wrong, m'ijo? What's going on?"
"Well, Mom... everything," Darren began, his voice cracking with emotion, his eyes brimming with a deep anguish.
"How could you both do this to me?! Haven't I had an amazing birthday so far?! Why ruin it with this bombshell now?! It feels like a punch to the gut, totally devastating!"
"Darren, son!, I know this isn't easy to hear, but trust me, this is the best decision for your future. We're doing this because we love you and want what's best for you, even if it's hard to see right now."
"No dad!" Darren exclaimed with a ting of respect.
"You're really going to ship me off to the UK for school?! No way! You can't just do this to me!" Darren exclaimed, slamming the files down on the floor and taking a step back, his eyes blazing with anger.