Next week on The Bold and the Beautiful, Luna Nozzawa’s carefully crafted web of lies finally begins to fall apart. For months, she has manipulated everyone around her, believing that the baby she’s carrying would guarantee her a permanent place within the powerful Spencer family. To Luna, the pregnancy was never a burden — it was her weapon, the key to securing Will’s loyalty and forcing Katie and the rest of the Spencers to accept her as one of their own.

She’s been living in a fantasy, convinced that her plan will succeed — that Will will eventually forgive her betrayals and build a family with her, that her name will one day command admiration instead of disgust. But that illusion begins to crumble when Katie storms into the room, Bridget Forrester at her side, clutching a DNA test kit.

The color drains from Luna’s face as the reality of what’s about to happen hits her. Katie’s voice is calm but ice-cold. “We’re going to settle this right now — once and for all,” she declares, her stare slicing through Luna’s last shred of confidence. Bridget steps forward, professional but firm. “It’s a simple test,” she says. “No one has anything to worry about… unless they’re hiding something.”

The words hang heavy in the air. Will’s expression tightens with dread, while Luna’s eyes dart nervously. Her hand moves to her stomach in a protective reflex — but the gesture only makes her guilt more visible. Inside, she’s panicking. Because Luna knows the truth: this baby might not be Will’s.

In a desperate move to ensure her plan wouldn’t fail, Luna took an unthinkable risk the night after she slept with Will. She sought out another man — a stranger she met in a dimly lit bar. She didn’t know his name, his history, or his intentions. All she wanted was a guarantee that she’d end up pregnant, no matter the cost. It was a reckless, irreversible choice, and now it’s coming back to destroy her.

As Bridget collects the samples, Luna’s temper flares. “This is humiliating!” she snaps. Katie doesn’t flinch. “You did that to yourself when you tried to trap my son,” she fires back. Will, standing between them, speaks softly but firmly: “If there’s nothing to hide, Luna, just take the test.” His words cut deeper than anger ever could.

When Bridget leaves to analyze the results, Luna’s composure shatters. Grabbing Will’s arm, she pleads, “You have to believe me — I love you! I did this for us!” But Will’s eyes are cold. “No, Luna. You did this for you.”

Minutes crawl by until Bridget returns, the envelope in her hand. Luna’s breath quickens as the room falls silent. Bridget opens the paper, her face tightening before she delivers the verdict: “Will… you’re not the father.”

The shock ripples through the room. Katie lets out a sharp breath of relief; Will’s face turns pale. Luna collapses in tears, begging for forgiveness that will never come. Will turns away, whispering, “You used me.” Then he walks out, leaving her sobbing in the echoing silence.

But as Luna wipes her tears, a chilling look of determination flickers in her eyes. The game isn’t over. Not for her.