The newest episode of The Bold and the Beautiful opens with what seems like a rare moment of peace. Finn wakes up on Thanksgiving morning surrounded by the warmth of family, something he hasn’t truly felt in what seems like forever. For once, his mind is quiet. The chaos stirred up by Luna’s downward spiral—her obsession, her unpredictability, and ultimately her tragic end—finally feels distant. All Finn wants is to hold on to this calm.

In the kitchen, Steffy busies herself with holiday baking while Kelly giggles, trying to help. Hayes proudly waves around a colorful paper turkey he crafted at school. Finn watches them with swelling gratitude, feeling a sense of normalcy he thought he’d lost permanently. For a fleeting, beautiful moment, everything feels like it’s falling back into place.

But on B&B, tranquility never stays for long.

A knock at the door breaks the rhythm of the morning. Finn naturally assumes it’s Ridge or Taylor dropping by with Thanksgiving greetings. However, when he opens the door, the sight that greets him instantly drains the warmth from the room. Standing on the doorstep are Electra and Will—both looking uneasy—and a woman Finn recognizes immediately, despite not having seen her in weeks.

Dylan.

Hayes’s former art teacher. The woman who used to fill his son’s days with creativity and laughter before vanishing abruptly from her job. Of all people, she is the last one Finn expected to see, especially on a holiday.

Electra quietly explains that Dylan insisted on coming forward today—that she has something to confess, something she believes Finn has the right to hear face-to-face. Finn steps aside, though confusion and dread knot in his stomach. As they step into the living room, Dylan can hardly lift her gaze. Her hands tremble. Her voice is so soft it barely reaches them when she finally begins to speak.

She explains that she has been carrying a terrible burden, one that has consumed her days and haunted her nights. She says she cannot keep hiding from the truth—that she must confess if she ever hopes to breathe freely again. Finn listens, tense and impatient, unsure where she’s going.

Then she looks up, tears filling her eyes, and speaks the words that hit the room like an explosion:

“I’m the one who hit Luna that night.”

Everything stops.

Finn’s jaw tightens. Steffy stands frozen by the counter. Electra looks ill. Will stares at the floor, clearly ashamed to be part of this revelation but relieved the truth is finally coming out.

Dylan continues through her sobs, recounting every detail of the night Luna died. She describes the fog, the darkness, the moment of impact, and the overwhelming terror that consumed her once she realized what had happened. Instead of calling for help, she panicked. She fled. She hid. She watched the news reports, saw Finn grieving over Luna’s lifeless body, witnessed the entire town descend into confusion and suspicion—yet still, she said nothing.

Her silence lasted until today.

Finn feels something inside him crack. He never felt compassion toward Luna, not after what she’d done. But knowing someone struck her down and left her to die…that enrages him in a way he didn’t expect. It’s not about Luna. It’s about the humanity of it—the cruelty in leaving a dying person behind, the damage caused by months of unanswered questions, the way this single moment spiraled into so much heartbreak.

He steps toward Dylan, his voice sharp and cold as he demands to know why she didn’t stop, why she didn’t call 911, why she didn’t try to save Luna when there was still time. “You could have changed everything,” he tells her. “You could have saved her. You could have spared us all the fallout.”

Dylan collapses, insisting she never meant to kill anyone—that she was terrified and convinced her life would be destroyed if she told the truth. But Finn doesn’t want excuses. Steffy grips his arm, trying to keep him from exploding with anger. She knows his rage isn’t about Luna personally. It’s about the cowardice, the consequences, and the way this woman—someone Hayes trusted—walked away from the worst moment of their lives.

Dylan begs for forgiveness. Finn stares at her, breathing hard, fighting between fury and disbelief. The house, moments ago warmed by family and laughter, now sits heavy with tension. Thanksgiving has turned into a day of reckoning—one that might reshape everything moving forward.

Should Finn force Dylan to confess to the police? Or will this shocking reveal spark an even darker turn none of them saw coming?