Look...I know you probably don't want anything to do with me...and I personally don't blame you.
I tried to keep my distance. You have a life here, one that doesn't have me in it, and I didn't want to mess that up. I respected you enough by just laying low and staying far, far away.
But I can't.
I'd like to talk to you. I know, you don't trust me, so I'll understand if you won't see me...but I feel like we need to clear the air on some things.
It can be on your terms. We don't have to meet in private, it can be in a public place, and you put a nice line of salt between us if you want.
Just...think about it, Sam? Please?