Sea Lion Shores I'[m] thinking of ending things

Her heart fell as she peered at the scars. Did I do that...? Reverie did not feel as if she had, but she didn't know. There was so much she didn't know. She laughed, but the sound of it was bitter.
I didn't know I could do it. But now it's all I can do. That's weird, isn't it? How long had it been since they'd spoken like this? Yet they fell into it with a stilted sort of ease; it was awkward but it wasn't difficult, it wasn't forced. At least, not for Reverie. Her expression was somber with her next words, though. I'm - sorry if I hurt you.
Was she truly? She still remembered vividly the last time they'd spoken. Reverie wasn't certain she was really sorry, but she loved him still. And she desperately needed to talk to someone.