Spoiler for “WILL, YOU’RE NOT THE FATHER!!”
The storm that has been building for weeks finally erupts as Katie Logan refuses to let her son’s life be dictated by lies. Luna’s carefully constructed façade begins to unravel when Katie, desperate to save Will from years of manipulation, turns to the one person she still trusts without question—Bridget. Bridget’s sudden appearance at Forrester Creations is like a lightning strike. Luna, who believed her deception was airtight, instantly feels the ground shift beneath her.
For Katie, this is a crucial turning point. She knows the truth might not only protect her son but free him from the suffocating grip of a woman determined to entangle him forever. There’s a fragile but unmistakable hope in Katie’s heart—if the child isn’t Will’s, then they can all finally breathe again.
The DNA test begins under an atmosphere so tense it feels electric. Bridget handles the process with the steady hands of a doctor, but in the room, emotions clash like thunder. Will tries to steady himself by holding Electra’s hand, though his heart beats wildly with fear. He knows his future rests on whatever truth Bridget will soon reveal. Across the room, Bill Spencer observes like a hawk—his expression unreadable, but his mind spinning with every possible consequence.
Electra forces herself to smile for Will’s sake, whispering her loyalty no matter the outcome, but her eyes betray the terror she feels. She imagines the nightmare of Will being bound to Luna forever through a child that may or may not be his. Meanwhile, Luna continues to insist with practiced certainty that Will is the father. But there’s a flicker—just a trace—of doubt in her expression. For the first time, she isn’t holding the reins. Bridget is.
Katie cannot sit still. She paces like a caged lioness, every muscle taut with anxiety. “Please,” she mutters to herself, “let this nightmare end.” Minutes stretch unbearably into what feels like hours until Bridget returns, holding an envelope that seems heavier than steel. Instinctively, everyone rises. The silence is suffocating. Katie looks at Bridget, her voice barely above a whisper: “You sure?” Bridget nods and tears open the envelope.
What follows feels like an eternity. Bridget’s eyes scan the paper, her expression unreadable at first. The room hangs in limbo, every breath held, every heartbeat loud. Then, as if the clouds finally part after a long storm, Bridget’s face transforms. First shock, then pure relief, and finally joy floods her expression. Tears well up as she exclaims, “Oh my god—it’s not Will’s baby!”
The words strike like a bolt of lightning. Relief detonates across the room. Katie gasps, covering her mouth as tears pour down her cheeks, then rushes into Bridget’s arms. Will’s body shakes with laughter that is half disbelief, half relief, as Electra clings to him, sobbing with joy. Katie whispers to her son with trembling gratitude: “You’re free.” Bridget, still emotional, hands over the results. Katie scans them again and again, almost unable to believe it’s real. “It’s true,” she breathes. “He’s not the father.”
Luna’s world crumbles in an instant. Her complexion drains as her entire scheme collapses like a house of cards. The lies she fought so hard to maintain have been stripped away in one devastating moment. Bill steps forward, his gaze cold, his tone laced with grim satisfaction. “You’ve done enough damage,” he tells her. “Now you’ll pay for it.” Luna’s lips tremble, but no words come.
A heavy silence falls across the room, one so thick it feels like the walls themselves are holding their breath. The nightmare, at last, has ended for Katie and Will. Mother and son embrace, bound in relief and justice. But even as joy settles over them, the aftershocks are only beginning. Luna’s secret is exposed, her future uncertain, her reckoning inevitable.
The question now isn’t whether Will is free—he is—but how far Katie and Bill will go to make sure Luna faces the full consequences of her deception.
