His Voice Sounds Familiar

Well, nothing's really wrong with me, it's just mood swings and nothing else," he downplayed, his eyes avoiding Kendall's, his tone trying to convey a sense of nonchalance, but his body language betraying a hint of vulnerability, as he was hiding the main issue, but didn't want to burden Kendall with his troubles.

"Mood swings, yeah, I thought that was for ladies only," Kendall teased, her eyes sparkling with playfulness, as she scanned the room, her gaze finally landing on the tray of food Mrs. Hernandez had brought in, her attention diverted by the savory aroma.

"Who dares to see this good-smelling food and refuse to eat it?" Kendall asked, her voice laced with a playful scolding tone, as she took the tray from the table and placed it on her lap.

"That was the food my mother had brought in here for me," Darren said, his voice a little defensive, as he gestured towards the tray, his eyes fixed on the dishes.