Los Angeles never really goes dark, but inside Forrester Creations, the shine had faded. The iconic fashion house—once glowing with prestige—now felt cold and unstable. What had started as shock over Luna Nozawa’s tragic death had escalated into a full-blown media war. Luna had represented everything Forrester loved to showcase: youth, transformation, artistic rebellion. Her life had been portrayed as a comeback story, a young woman finding purpose through couture. But in death, she had become a weapon pointed directly at the company’s heart.
Day after day, brutal headlines rolled in. Forrester Creations exploits troubled designer. From muse to menace. Did the Forresters profit from her pain? Journalists questioned why Luna—with her rumored violent outbursts—had been elevated as the new face of the brand. Why had they ignored reports that she fought with Will Spencer during a shoot? And why had Forrester stayed silent as her world unraveled? Silence, in the eyes of the public, was proof of guilt.
Katie Logan had survived countless PR nightmares for this family—broken marriages, scandals, public feuds—but Luna’s tragedy was different. Luna wasn’t a Forrester. She had been turned into a symbol, polished and marketed, then discarded. Katie tried to humanize the crisis with careful statements and compassion, but the world demanded blame, not empathy.
When the family summoned her for what she believed was a strategy meeting, she had no idea she was walking into her own dismissal. Ridge broke the news gently: the board wanted someone new to handle the fallout. Someone “less connected.” Katie could barely breathe as she realized they were replacing her. Brooke’s apologetic expression confirmed the truth—her fate had been sealed.
Vanessa Hart, the new PR head, arrived with icy precision. Within days she tore apart the department, stripping emotion from every message. When Brooke protested that humanity mattered, Vanessa replied coolly, “Compassion doesn’t trend. Control does.”
Katie remained, stripped of authority, watching her life’s work overwritten by someone who believed sincerity was weakness. But worse, she began to understand that she herself was being positioned as the scapegoat.
Meanwhile, the public backlash intensified. Protesters gathered outside the Forrester building, waving signs demanding justice for Luna. Influencers dissected her last photoshoot, pointing to the shredded lace and fractured imagery, accusing the brand of glamorizing Luna’s breakdown.
Inside the family, tension thickened. Ridge pushed a strict damage-control approach. Brooke quietly fought to defend Katie. Eric, in one of his rare lucid moments, confronted the deeper question: When had Forrester stopped creating beauty and started manufacturing power? His words haunted Brooke.
Then the company issued a cold internal memo: Vanessa Hart was officially taking over. Katie’s decades of loyalty were summarized in a single line of thanks. With only a box of personal items, she walked out and endured a storm of cameras and accusations.
But Katie wasn’t finished.
Determined to honor Luna’s truth, she began gathering evidence: internal emails, warnings ignored by the board, proof that Luna had been pushed to keep working despite clear signs she was unraveling mentally. Luna wasn’t murdered, but the system had crushed her—and Katie refused to let the silence continue.
