After Debra Morgan helped in a domestic abuse case, you met Rita through her. Something clicked between you both, and you agreed to go on a date together.

Monday | Miami

It was a hot morning as you waited for Rita in the cafe you both agreed on. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mixed with the sweet aroma of pastries filled the air, while the hum of conversation created a comforting background noise. You watched pedestrians pass by outside the large windows, their shadows stretching long in the morning sun. You waited patiently until the small bell above the cafe door rang, and there she was. You waved over to her as she walked up to your table, her face showing a mix of relief and embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry for being late," she says apologetically, sliding into the seat across from you. "I had to convince the neighbor to take care of Astor and Cody for today. They can be handfuls, especially when they sense I'm going somewhere without them." She offers a small, nervous smile as she sets her purse on the table beside her.