27/365 So Sorry

I've been meaning to say something since before Christmas. But I never know how to approach this. We've chatted since then about many things, but finally I just walked up to her after the meeting and looked her in the eye.

"Are you and Frank no more?"

She gave me that grim look that meant yes. "We are on the way to being no more, yes."

"I am so sorry," I said, and I meant it.

"Thank you," she said, and she meant it.

She didn't say any more, and I didn't either. But not awkwardly. There wasn't anything more to say.