The third point of view:
Neon went rigid instantly. He had been so involved with staying alive and keeping Ailee safe that he hadn't thought of the person who helped them. And now that person was no other than his mother - the one he had been running away from all this while.
Neon had to let go of Ailee and Allen was more than willing to take his place. He stood awkwardly, the word "Mother," barely leaving his lips when she threw herself at him and hugged him.
He didn't know how to behave while the woman in his arms rested her jaw on his shoulder, crying, "My son,"
Neon wanted to be indifferent, after all, the last memory he had of her was she abusing him; of the court deeming her incapable of interacting with the society. However, there were good times as well. When she loved him immensely and treated him well.
