What began as a serene European escape quickly spirals into heartbreak when Steffy Forrester’s eyes land on a scene that reopens every old wound. Ridge Forrester, the man who had promised loyalty, clarity, and peace, once again falls into Brooke Logan’s arms—this time in Italy, and this time with no excuse left standing.

Steffy had left Los Angeles for good reason. The emotional strain of Luna’s scandal, the fallout from her affair, and the suffocating family expectations had become too much. Her destination wasn’t just about rest—it was about survival. She needed air. Distance. Silence.

But as fate would have it, peace eluded her.

Her visit with Thomas, now happily settled in France with Paris Buckingham and Douglas, was the one bright spot. It reminded her that family could heal. That some patterns could break. Their life abroad was a fresh page—no drama, no triangles, no ghosts.

With new energy, Steffy impulsively decided to visit Forester Creations’ Italian showcase. Ridge, Eric, and Brooke were in Naples to unveil a new collection. Steffy didn’t plan to make a grand entrance—just a sweet surprise.

But what she found was anything but sweet.

Steffy walked into the hotel courtyard and froze. There, without a word, she watched her father—her hero—kissing Brooke Logan. It wasn’t a casual peck. It was slow, intimate… familiar. The kind of kiss that only two people hopelessly entwined could share.

She didn’t hesitate. She marched forward, her heels slamming against the cobblestone, and when she reached them, the explosion happened.

“How could you?!” she shouted at Ridge, her voice echoing under the archways. “You said you chose Mom. You said Brooke was the past!”

Ridge tried to explain, fumbling with words about “old habits” and “the heat of the moment.” Brooke’s expression flickered from guilt to defense—until Steffy turned and slapped her. “You knew what you were doing. You always do.”

The betrayal wasn’t just about love—it was about lies. Steffy had begged Ridge not to play games with Taylor again. She had hoped, perhaps naively, that her father had grown. Now, she realized, nothing had changed.

Back in her room, she sobbed alone. Her fists clenched the edge of the hotel vanity. Her mother, thousands of miles away, was still believing in a man who couldn’t even go one business trip without falling back into Brooke’s orbit.

But Italy held more than one shockwave.

Back in Los Angeles, the once-vibrant “Hope for the Future” line was falling apart without Thomas. Hope Logan had no vision, no energy—and fans had noticed. Enter Electra Forrester, Eric’s bold, mysterious grand-niece, with a glimmering new jewelry collection and a magnetic stage presence.

She was everything the brand needed—young, edgy, and fearless. But her private life was about to explode.

Unbeknownst to Electra, her ex-boyfriend Remy had re-entered her life, armed with a deadly weapon: deepfake videos that could destroy her career. AI-generated scandal loomed. And worse, the videos had been created using footage recorded while she was still modeling under Ridge’s watch.

Now she was at the mercy of a blackmailer—and no one at Forrester knew.

Back in Europe, Brooke and Ridge tried to brush off the kiss. But Steffy wasn’t finished. She contacted Taylor—and told her everything. The heartbreak in Taylor’s voice sent chills through Steffy’s spine.

But Taylor wasn’t going to cry.

She was going to act.

Within hours, Taylor boarded a flight to the coast of Italy. She met with Nick Marone, asking him to re-enter Brooke’s life and distract her—for good. A shocking move from the usually calm psychiatrist, but this was war. Brooke had crossed the line one too many times.

Elsewhere on the yacht where the Forrester team was celebrating, disaster struck. An engine explosion rocked the vessel, throwing Eric into the sea. With panic rising, a new face emerged—Jon Forrester, a long-ignored cousin, dove into the waters and rescued him.

Now hailed as a hero, Jon may become the newest player in the family empire—just as Eric’s health starts to decline again.

But nothing stings like betrayal.

Back in her hotel room, Steffy confronted her father one last time. “You can kiss Brooke all you want, but don’t expect me to watch you lie to Mom again. If you go back to her, I’m done.”

Ridge stood silent, for once unable to defend himself. For all his charm, his legacy, and his passion—he had failed the one woman who believed in him more than any other. His daughter.

Now, as the Forrester family returns to L.A. with secrets, rage, and shattered trust trailing behind them, only one question remains:

Will Steffy keep her promise and cut Ridge off forever—or will Brooke’s love destroy the Foresters from the inside one final time?