Dear Rose,

Things got out of hand. I don't know what came over me, I'm so sorry. I know, I know, words are cheap. I wouldn't ever hurt you. You have to believe me. It's just, my work is so important, and the stress, I haven't been thinking clearly. I didn't even realize what I was doing. I wouldn't ever hurt you.

I don't want to lose you. I love you more than anything. I'll do anything, anything. Just, can we meet for dinner? Will you give me a chance at least? I want to do right by you.

God this sounds so stupid and juvenile. I wasn't ever good with words. Just, let's have dinner, okay? My treat, at the Blue Heron? Tuesday at 7? It can be just like old times.

I love you so much.

Scott