“No.”
“Did you sign anything with his name?”
“No. I clicked the acceptance through the account. I didn’t sign a document.”
“Did you give anyone else access to the profile?”
“No.”
Talia held his gaze. “Are you certain?”
“Yes.”
She nodded once.
Cade glanced toward me. “The confirmation and the account records are all forwarded. I kept a copy in case anyone asks what happened.”
“That’s good.”
He rubbed one palm over the other. “I know coming back doesn’t fix it.”
“No, it doesn’t,” Talia said.
“I’m not asking you to forgive me.”
“I’m not ready to.”
Cade nodded.
Talia folded her arms. “I don’t need Jonah to end your friendship to prove I’m angry.”
Cade glanced toward me.
“That isn’t her decision,” I said.
“Exactly,” Talia replied. “Neither was creating a bride profile for him.”
Cade winced.
She continued before he could speak.
“You did something dangerous because you expected someone else to stop it before it became real. I’m angry, but I’m not going to spend forever deciding how you should pay for it.”
“I understand.”
“Then make sure nothing like it happens again.”
He nodded.
“I’ll leave you alone now,” he said.
“That’s probably best,” Talia replied.
Cade met my eyes once, then returned to his truck and drove away.
Talia watched until the dust settled.
“You didn’t have to make that easier for me,” I said.