For months, dread has clung to Will Spencer and Electra Forrester like a second skin—dark, suffocating, and impossible to escape. But now, for the first time in what feels like a lifetime, the chains around their hearts finally begin to loosen. Chief Baker’s announcement spreads through Los Angeles like wildfire: Luna… is dead.

Whether the news is met with disbelief, shock, or quiet satisfaction, one thing becomes clear—the Forrester world will never be the same again.

For Will, the revelation crashes through him with conflicting emotion. He didn’t want Luna to die—not really. No matter how twisted her obsession with him became, no matter how close she came to destroying everything he cared about, her death is not something he ever wished for. Yet he cannot deny the heavy weight that lifts off his shoulders. Luna can no longer hurt him. She can no longer weaponize lies, manipulate hearts, or drag Electra into her chaos.

Electra feels the shock just as deeply, but for her, the relief is sharper, almost overwhelming. Luna had stalked her steps, tormented her mind, and poisoned every moment of growing happiness she tried to build with Will. Whether fans believe Luna’s death is real—or simply another soap-worthy misdirection—Electra clings to the first glimmer of peace she’s had in months. Even if temporary, peace is something she desperately needs.

Still, amid the calm settling over them, Will is haunted by one final ghost: the child Luna once claimed she was carrying. Was it real? A lie? A delusion? He may never know—but the sadness that briefly flickers through him is undeniably human. Despite everything, a part of him mourns what might have been.

But fate doesn’t allow Will to linger in sorrow for long.

In the quiet after Chief Baker’s announcement, Electra pulls Will aside, her hands trembling—but not from fear. Not this time. Will watches her closely, expecting a confession about lingering nightmares… but instead, she looks him directly in the eyes and whispers six life-changing words:

“Will… I think I’m pregnant.”

The world inside him stops. First in shock—pure, breathless shock—and then, in a rush so powerful he nearly stumbles, joy floods through him. Real joy. The kind he hasn’t felt in years. Before she even finishes explaining, he’s holding her face between his hands, tears in his eyes, unable to believe that after all the darkness, he’s being offered the one thing he never dared to imagine: a real family with the woman he loves.

Within minutes, he grabs his keys, insisting they go straight to the doctor. He won’t wait—not one more hour—to know for certain.

Inside the clinic, their hands stay intertwined. Will’s excitement radiates off him like sunlight, but Electra feels something deeper, more fragile. She has survived humiliation, vicious online attacks, twisted schemes, and the unending terror Luna unleashed upon her. Now, as she waits for the doctor to confirm the truth growing inside her, she wonders:

Does she deserve this happiness?
Can she allow herself to hope again?

The door opens. The doctor walks in. A gentle smile. A steady breath.

And then the six words that make Electra’s world spin:

“Congratulations — you are officially pregnant.”

Something inside Electra breaks open—relief, joy, wonder, all pouring through her at once. For the first time in months, she feels truly safe. Will pulls her into his arms, wiping away tears as he whispers, “This time… everything will finally be different.”

But this is Los Angeles. This is the world of the Forresters.
And happiness never arrives without a shadow.

The timing of Electra’s pregnancy raises eyebrows the moment the news leaks out. Ivy, who has been quietly observing Will and Electra’s deepening connection, may find herself struggling with jealousy—or worse, resentment. She has been keeping her opinions to herself… but that silence won’t last forever.

Bill Spencer, notoriously protective and fiercely loyal to his son, will most certainly have something to say. He nearly lost Will once—he won’t let chaos touch him again. And with Luna’s twisted involvement still fresh in everyone’s mind, Bill might question whether Will is emotionally ready for fatherhood, or whether Electra can weather the storm that comes with the Spencer name.

Ridge Forrester, meanwhile, will undoubtedly step into a protective role over Electra. He admires her resilience, her strength, her ability to weather Luna’s torment. But Ridge is also a realist. He knows how fast happiness turns to devastation in their world. He’ll support her—but he’ll question whether this pregnancy will deepen the rift between families already pushed to the edge.

And then there is the unspoken terror—the one no one will voice aloud:

What if Luna isn’t dead?
What if Baker is wrong?
What if she’s still out there… watching?

If Luna survived—and soap fans know bodies rarely stay buried—there is nothing she wouldn’t do to reclaim Will or destroy the woman carrying his child. Electra’s pregnancy would make her a target in the most vulnerable way possible. And that possibility lingers like smoke, thin but poisonous, ready to suffocate their joy at the first chance.

But for now—for this moment—Will and Electra walk hand in hand out of the clinic with glowing faces and hopeful hearts. For the first time in far too long, they have something beautiful to hold onto. Something worth fighting for. Something worth protecting.

A new chapter is beginning. One filled with hope. One filled with the promise of healing.
But in the world of The Bold and the Beautiful, every new beginning carries the shadow of the next storm.

Will this pregnancy finally bring Will and Electra the happiness they deserve… or is another heartbreak waiting just beyond the horizon?