Thanksgiving is a time meant for warmth, family, and gratitude… unless you’re living in the tangled love webs of The Bold and the Beautiful.

What began as a peaceful holiday at the cliff house quickly evolved into one of the season’s biggest emotional detonations —

all centered around Ridge Forrester, his ex-wife Taylor Hayes, and the woman currently holding his ring, Brooke Logan.

A Hallmark Thanksgiving… at First

At Steffy and Finn’s cliff house, the day opened like a picture-perfect postcard. Steffy had curated a beautifully decorated table,

complete with soft fall colors, glowing candles, and a feast fit for a Forrester celebration. Ridge arrived ready to enjoy a quiet meal with his daughter

and grandchildren. Taylor, already there, blended easily into the gathering as she helped Hayes settle at the table and chatted with Kelly about her art projects.

The atmosphere was effortless — almost too effortless. Ridge took his place beside Taylor, their connection seemingly as natural as breathing. They shared stories, jokes, and small touches that could easily be dismissed as harmless… or interpreted as something far more significant. To Steffy and Finn, this was family. To Taylor, it felt like a comforting return to old, familiar rhythms. But for Ridge? It felt like home — a feeling that was about to come back and haunt him.

The Photos That Set Everything on Fire

What no one at the cliff house realized was that Kelly’s enthusiastic picture-taking and Steffy’s cheerful social posts were quietly building a storm across town. Back at the Logan estate, Brooke Logan scrolled through image after image — each one slicing deeper.

One shot showed Ridge leaning toward Taylor as she laughed. Another captured Ridge helping Taylor pass dishes. Then a sweet group photo of Ridge with Taylor, Steffy, Finn, and the kids — looking like a complete, united family. Brooke’s jaw tightened. Her breath hitched. And her fury, usually hidden beneath charm and poise, began to boil.

Donna and Hope hovered close, immediately sensing the explosion brewing. Brooke’s voice cracked with restrained outrage as she muttered about Ridge’s “secret Thanksgiving.” He had said nothing about spending the holiday with Taylor. Not a word. Not even a hint.

Hope attempted to calm her, insisting it was likely innocent. But Brooke shot back sharply — too quickly. “That didn’t look innocent,” she snapped, pointing at another photo. “That looked like a family reunion I wasn’t invited to.”

“Ridge Had Choices” — Brooke’s Breaking Point

Brooke’s anger turned into something rawer — hurt. She placed her phone down only to pick it back up again, unable to shake the images. She reminded Donna and Hope that Ridge could have visited Eric. He could have stopped by to see R.J. He could have been with her.

Instead, he chose Steffy’s house. And conveniently, Taylor just happened to be there.

“This is a pattern,” Brooke whispered, voice trembling. “Whenever Taylor is around, Ridge forgets what lines he’s not supposed to cross.”

Ridge Walks Into the Storm

As Ridge helped Steffy clear dishes and Taylor laughed with Kelly, he remained blissfully unaware of the emotional landmine waiting at home. But the moment he walked into Brooke’s living room that evening, he felt it — the silence, the cold air, the way Brooke stood rigidly with her arms tightly crossed.

“Hey, Logan,” he said softly.

She didn’t answer.

Instead, Brooke lifted her phone and turned the screen toward him.

“I saw the photos.”

Ridge exhaled. He tried to explain that Steffy had invited him and that Taylor’s presence was incidental. But Brooke cut him off, her voice sharp and wounded. “You didn’t look surprised to see her. You looked… comfortable.”

She told him she should never have to learn through social media where her husband spends a holiday. Especially not a holiday where he’s smiling beside the woman she’s spent decades competing against.

Lines Blurred, Trust Shaken

Ridge attempted to reassure her — nothing inappropriate happened, he insisted. He was there as a father and a grandfather.

But Brooke wasn’t convinced. Her voice softened but carried more pain than anger now. “Whenever Taylor is there… something shifts. I feel it. You act like you don’t even see the boundary anymore.”

When Ridge reached out to comfort her, Brooke stepped back. Her eyes shone with unshed tears. She admitted she wanted to trust him — she has fought for that trust many times — but moments like this ripped open old wounds she thought had healed.

Ridge apologized quietly, but the apology landed in silence. Brooke didn’t yell or argue. She simply looked away, trembling, trying to hold herself together. And somehow, that silence was far louder than a screaming match ever could have been.

Two Thanksgivings, Two Realities

At the cliff house, the holiday ended with full bellies, warm smiles, and easy laughter — the image of a content, united family.

At Brooke’s home, Thanksgiving ended with a fracture — a quiet emotional rift widening between a woman terrified of losing her husband and a man who still doesn’t understand how deeply the past haunts their present.

The real question now is: Did Ridge simply enjoy a family meal… or is nostalgia pulling him back toward Taylor in ways even he hasn’t admitted?

And more importantly — will Brooke tolerate another Thanksgiving where she’s not the woman by Ridge’s side?

Stay tuned — the fallout from this holiday is about to change everything.