My best friend had an abortion when we were both teenagers (back in the 80s). I went with her, sat in the waiting room, and got a taxi home with her afterwards. Then I hung out in her bedroom with her while she slept. Later that evening she bumped into her mum in the kitchen and confessed what had happened (she hadn’t planned to tell her at all). Her mum came to me and gave me a massive hug and thanked me for being such a good friend and looking after her daughter.