“I’m so sorry for your loss.” That platitude was the best that George Huguely V could muster this week as he finally addressed the grieving family of the woman he murdered.

I should not have been surprised by those empty words of sympathy from Huguely as he was sentenced to 23 years for murdering Yeardley Love.  After all, someone who would kick in a door, assault a woman he supposedly cared about and then leave her to die in her own blood is not a man of either great sensitivity or introspection.

Surely, though, someone — his mother, his father, his lawyers for goodness’ sake — would have advised him to try to summon up at least a modicum of remorse. “I am sorry for the horrible thing I did,” would have been a good start.

Instead, there was the scripted “I hope and pray you may find peace” to Love’s mother and sister. The only time Huguely showed any emotion, according to The Post’s Mary Pat Flaherty, was when he turned to his extended family, his voice cracking, to thank them “for all their love and support.”

Love’s death riveted the country: How could such tragedy befall two young people with so much privilege and promise? That Huguely didn’t have the decency to take responsibility for his own actions or to apologize to Love’s family  provides more of an answer to that question than any of the testimony aired during his trial.

And, it makes me wonder if he and those advising him were worried more about the still-to-be-resolved civil suit brought by Love’s family — in which an apology could be costly — than in doing the right thing. 

George Huguely V wouldn’t say he was sorry for what he did, but let’s hope he ends up feeling that way in 23 years.