FINALLY! Carla Twist in Becky’s Huge Christmas Plot | Coronation Street

As Christmas descends upon Coronation Street, the cobbles are crackling not just with festive lights and warm traditions—but with a storm of emotional upheaval that promises to redefine

relationships, loyalty, and long-buried desire. In a storyline packed with intensity, longing, and a shocking disappearance, Lisa finds herself caught in one of the most gripping

holiday dramas the Street has seen in years. And at the centre of it all? Becky’s bold pursuit—and a twist involving Carla that no one saw coming.

The holiday season begins innocently enough. Becky, glowing with holiday cheer and determined to cast aside any lingering tension, encourages Lisa to relax and embrace the warmth of Christmas.

With Betsy unwrapping presents and the living room bathed in soft golden light, Becky carefully crafts an atmosphere of comfort and closeness. Yet beneath her bright façade lies something far deeper:

an unmistakable attempt to pull Lisa back into an old, intoxicating dynamic that once held them both tightly in its grasp.

It starts subtly. A gentle offer of a massage when Lisa mentions stiffness in her neck. A familiar tone in Becky’s voice—warm, soft, persuasive. Then, slowly, the boundary slips. Becky’s hands rest on Lisa’s shoulders, lingering just a second too long. Her breath brushes Lisa’s ear. And then the moment that shifts everything: a delicate, deliberate kiss at the base of Lisa’s neck. Not playful. Not accidental. But intimate. Intentional.

Lisa freezes. The air shifts around them.

The tension between them is impossible to ignore, but Lisa’s emotions are no longer aligned with the woman touching her. While Becky reminisces—painting vivid memories of their past, their laughter, their electric connection—Lisa is tethered to someone else. Someone who, even in absence, holds her heart in a tight, unyielding grip.

Carla.

Carla, whose steadiness had once anchored Lisa through storms. Carla, whose heartbreak had pushed her to walk away. Carla, who—despite everything—remains the one person Lisa cannot stop loving.

As Becky tempts her with a future that once felt inevitable, Lisa sneaks her phone under the blanket, her emotions in turmoil. Quietly, desperately, she types the message she has wanted to send for months. A confession. A plea. A promise.

I love you. I would do anything to win you back.

Her pulse races as she hits “send.” And when her phone buzzes, she expects Carla’s reply. But the world tilts sharply when she reads the message—it isn’t from Carla, but from Roy. A calm voice in the chaos. And his words slice through the room like ice.

Carla never checked into her hotel in Lanzarote.

Suddenly the festive glow around her feels false. The lights flicker like warning signals. Betsy’s laughter becomes a distant echo. And Becky’s gentle touches transform from nostalgic comfort into suffocating pressure.

Lisa’s panic swells. She rereads Roy’s message again and again, willing the meaning to change. Carla should be on holiday. Carla should be safe. Carla should be reachable. But she isn’t. And Lisa’s instincts—those sharp, investigative instincts that have carried her through countless cases—begin screaming that something is deeply wrong.

Yet Becky continues, oblivious or unwilling to notice the fear radiating from Lisa. She kisses Lisa’s cheek softly, lovingly, as if the world is perfectly still. As if they are on the brink of rekindling something beautiful.

But Lisa is drowning.

Her thoughts spiral:
Where is Carla?
Why hasn’t she checked in?
What happened on the way to the airport?
And worst of all—did Carla disappear believing Lisa chose Becky instead?

The emotional pressure becomes unbearable. Lisa hides her trembling hands beneath a blanket, trying to hold herself together for Betsy’s sake. But when her phone buzzes again, she nearly jumps. Her breath catches. Her hope, fear, and dread collide—

—but it’s not Carla.
Not Roy.

Instead, it’s another officer with chilling news: Carla never boarded any flight. Her passport wasn’t scanned. There’s no record of her leaving the country.

Carla didn’t go to Lanzarote at all.

And that means one terrifying thing—
Carla is missing.

Lisa rushes to the kitchen on the pretense of refilling tea, barely keeping herself upright as the reality sinks in. Her world is collapsing. Carla could be hurt, stranded, or worse. Before she can steady her breath, Becky appears in the doorway, mug in hand, her eyes narrowing with instinctive suspicion.

Lisa tries to hide her panic, but Becky sees too much. She steps closer, voice trembling as she asks whether this sudden shift in Lisa’s behaviour is about “her.”

Carla.

The tension between them thickens like smoke. And when Lisa finally whispers her truth—“Because I love her”—everything inside Becky fractures. Her face softens, hardens, softens again. She whispers, voice breaking, “I love you too. I’m not losing you again.”

But Lisa steps away. She has to. She cannot breathe, cannot think, cannot stay in the suffocating chaos a moment longer.

Outside in the cold, she finally exhales the breath she’s been holding all morning. Tears stream down her cheeks as she sends one last desperate message to Roy:

Check the airport CCTV. Carla never boarded. Something’s wrong.

And with that, the festive mirage shatters completely.

Inside, Christmas music plays. Betsy giggles. Becky moves through the living room like nothing has changed.

But outside, under the harsh bite of winter air, Lisa faces a truth she can’t escape:

Carla’s disappearance is no coincidence. Something is coming—something far darker than holiday heartbreak or rekindled romance.

This Christmas on Coronation Street will not be remembered for its joy.

It will be remembered for the moment everything changed.

And with Carla missing, Becky pushing boundaries, and Lisa standing at the centre of a dangerous emotional triangle, the stage is set for a New Year storyline that will shake the Street to its core.