It was indeed swollen.

She couldn't fathom that Morrison would treat her this way.

After showering, she found Morrison still seated in the same spot, unchanged.

She went to check on her baby.

"I just fed her. She's asleep now," he said.

Laura pressed her lips tightly together and asked, “What did Forrest say to you?"

"Nothing," he replied, looking away.

Laura remained still and asked further, "Then why did you do it..."

"I'm sorry," he apologized once more.

He knew he had done wrong.

Forrest would surely notice the marks on his neck.

Morrison could also surmise how Honey was conceived.

Under the influence of alcohol, that scene played vividly in his mind.

He had never intended to hurt Laura.

Yet, he had.

He even recalled pinching her neck.

He couldn't fathom his actions towards her.

He loathed himself.

He despised his own actions so deeply that he stood up and left the room.

Laura didn't inquire about his destination.