Dear Ahsoka,
I'm so sorry for what happened to you. I tried my best, but in the end it was Anakin who won the jury over. You're lucky to have a Master like him. And he's lucky to have a padawan like you.
I know you don't consider yourself a Jedi anymore, and I respect that. It's hard to devote your life to people who don't trust you. You're beginning to grow apart from the order, and you want to find your own place in the galaxy. One you chose.
I know it might seem a little hypocritical for me to offer you this, but I could supply some form of accommodations for you. I know as it would be given by the Senate that turned its back on you a little untrustworthy, but I assure you, I have only your best interests at heart. Anakin would be happy to see you, at least.
He's not been the same since you left. He rarely smiles, and when he does, it's never his usual cocky smirk. He misses you. So do I.
From Padme