Beth agreed to talk privately in the open in the student union bar, provided her friends could sit a couple of tables away "in case things get nasty again."
So there they sat, in the student union discussing the result of their own union. Rufus's rational side took the lead with no sign of anger or frustration. Appearing totally reasonable, he acknowledged her choice whether to keep or abort.
"It's entirely your call, Beth, but whichever you decide I will help practically and financially unless you don't want that."
Was this the same Rufus who'd raped her? Beth was confused.