The fog rolling over Malibu felt less like weather and more like a shroud—an omen settling over the cliffs as Luna Nozzawa (Caitlin Reilly) made her desperate sprint toward the edge of the continent. Behind her lay the wreckage of a life she could no longer salvage; ahead of her, the roaring Pacific offered the twin possibilities of oblivion or deliverance.

Her prison break was not merely an escape. It was a spark tossed into the volatile lives of Los Angeles’ most powerful families, igniting a chain reaction that would leave five of them morally, emotionally, and psychologically maimed. Even as Luna teetered toward a fatal plunge—and ultimately collapsed just short of it—the true casualties were the people who chased her through the swirling haze, forced to confront the darkest corners of their own humanity.

Below is the list of the five casualties born from Luna Nozzawa’s final, frantic flight.

The scene of the reckoning: oblivion or redemption?

As Luna ran, she felt her heartbeat echo like a drum summoning her toward doom. The sand beneath her feet became both battleground and confessional, the search party’s flashlights slicing through the murk like accusations. Her panic sharpened into a single, terrible question: not if someone would end her nightmare, but who might decide that the simplest, most permanent solution was to let the ocean take her.

When she ultimately crumpled onto the sand, spared only by inches from a deadly fall, the moment exposed far more than Luna’s vulnerability. It illuminated the terrifying capacity for violence simmering within the hearts of her pursuers—violence they would have sworn they were incapable of, until the cliffside forced them to admit otherwise.

The five casualties: souls broken on the cliffside

1. Poppy Nozzawa – the casualty of motherhood

No casualty was more devastating than Poppy Nozzawa (Romy Park), whose long-buried maternal instincts collided violently with her simmering resentment. Standing at the cliff’s edge, staring at the daughter who had caused so much destruction, Poppy found herself torn between love and fury.

Her voice, steeled by heartbreak, cut through the wind as she demanded Luna return. But beneath her command lingered a terrifying truth: for one fleeting second, Poppy questioned whether letting the sea reclaim her daughter might be easier than saving her.

That moment—raw, unfiltered, and unforgivable—shattered her identity as a mother. The guilt of having once abandoned Luna now fused with the horror of nearly wishing for her demise. Poppy walked away from the cliff no longer certain whether she had failed Luna, or whether Luna had simply exposed the fragility of the mother she had always been.

2. Electra Forrester – the casualty of innocence

Electra Forrester (Sophie Simmons), pregnant with Will Spencer’s child, carried a different kind of fear: the dread of a future overshadowed by Luna’s chaos. Luna’s claim to her own pregnancy magnified that terror, casting Electra’s bond with Will under a storm cloud of uncertainty.

In the frenzy of the search, Electra experienced a chilling revelation—she was capable of wishing Luna gone. Not arrested. Not restrained. Gone. Permanently.

The realization corroded something essential in her: her innocence. The moral line she once believed unbreakable had blurred, and the instinct to protect her unborn baby eclipsed the ethical boundaries she thought defined her. Electra left that beach no longer the same woman—her identity warped by the knowledge of what she had momentarily been willing to endorse.

3. Sheila Carter – the casualty of systemic control

For Sheila Carter (Kimberlin Brown), Luna’s escape was less a tragedy and more an existential threat. Sheila thrives on control—she shapes it, weaponizes it, lives by it.

But Luna represented pure chaos: unpredictable, emotional, and immune to manipulation. Armed with a flashlight and cold calculation, Sheila stalked the cliff not out of compassion but out of necessity. Luna alive was leverage; Luna dead was an eliminated variable.

Yet for the first time in a long while, Sheila faced a situation she could not script. Luna’s desperation proved that even the queen of control was vulnerable to the unpredictable churn of human fear, leaving Sheila unsettled by the cracks in the empire she believed impenetrable.

4. Bill Spencer Jr. – the casualty of legacy

Bill Spencer Jr. (Don Diamont) arrived at the cliff with the weight of his name pressing down on him. Luna’s continued existence threatened everything: Will’s future, the stability of the family, the legacy he crafted through power and intimidation.

But the cliffside was not a boardroom. Confronted with Luna’s trembling figure against the void, Bill wrestled with a possibility darker than any deal he had ever made. Could violence—direct or indirect—neutralize the threat she posed?

That question alone fractured the image he cultivated as patriarch. Bill’s casualty was his own reflection: the horrifying awareness that protecting his empire might require stepping into a realm of moral darkness from which he could never return.

5. Katie Logan – the casualty of protective sanity

Katie Logan (Heather Tom), long the emotional compass of the Spencer–Forrester circle, found herself unraveling under pressure. She feared not only for Will but also for Bill—knowing full well what extremes he was capable of when cornered.

As Luna’s chaos collided with Katie’s protective instincts, a fissure opened within her. She felt the fragile balance of her own sanity falter, her maternal protectiveness twisting into something jagged and volatile. Katie realized she might not have the strength to stop her family from crossing an unforgivable line—or to keep herself from stepping over it.

Her casualty was the quiet certitude that she could hold everything together. The night exposed her limits, and they terrified her.

The aftermath: a murder mystery without a body

When the fog finally thinned and Luna was secured, the relief was fleeting. The cliff remained stained with the specter of what almost happened. There was no corpse, no bloodshed, no definitive crime—yet the air vibrated with unresolved guilt.

The investigation shifted quickly from a manhunt to a psychological thriller. Lee Finnegan stepped forward, demanding answers not just about what happened, but what each person had wanted to happen.

Did Poppy intend to let her daughter fall?
Did Electra contemplate eliminating a threat to her future?
Did Sheila arrive as a rescuer—or an executioner in waiting?
Did Bill allow himself to slide dangerously close to a line he swore he would never cross?

As each figure walked away from the cliffside, they carried with them more than the memory of a single chaotic night. They carried the knowledge that a version of Luna—hopeful, fragile, yearning for redemption—died there, even if her body did not.

In the end, the five casualties are not measured in blood, but in the splintering of identities. And The Bold and the Beautiful has ensured that none of them will emerge from the fog the same.