The air in the hospital’s trauma room was thick with despair, grief, and the lingering scent of antiseptic. Yet, amidst the hushed tones and stunned faces, a moment of such profound, unexpected horror unfolded that it overshadowed even the chaotic shooting that had just transpired. As Dr. Li Finnigan, cold and unreadable, delivered the pronouncement that Luna had succumbed to her injuries, the collective gasp of those gathered was palpable. But then, a sound that defied belief: Poppy, Luna’s own mother, let out a chilling, almost triumphant smile. “I’m glad Luna is gone,” she whispered, her words cutting through the solemn atmosphere like a poisoned blade.
The immediate silence that followed was heavy, suffocating. Even Steffy Forrester, known for her vocal disdain for Luna’s dangerous obsessions with Liam and the havoc she’d wreaked, recoiled, staring at Poppy with visible disgust. Ridge and Finn, veterans of Genoa City’s endless dramas, exchanged stunned, disbelieving glances. “What kind of mother says that?” Steffy blurted out, her horror unfiltered. For a rare moment, every single person in that room – from the usually conflicted family members to the often-divided onlookers – was united in their revulsion and disbelief at Poppy’s chilling confession. Li Finnigan, standing quietly amidst the chaos, watched Poppy’s cold words send ripples of shock and judgment through the room, her face an unreadable mask. “Maybe now we all understand why Luna turned out this way,” Li muttered to herself, though the judgment in her tone, barely audible, was unmistakable.
LI’S MYSTERIOUS DEMEANOR: THE SEEDS OF SUSPICION ARE SOWN!
While Li has historically been critical of both Poppy’s erratic behavior and Luna’s questionable choices, there was a strange, unsettling shift in her demeanor following Luna’s “death.” She wasn’t gloating, she wasn’t cold with triumph. In fact, she seemed burdened, almost haunted by a secret weight. This subtle but profound change in her usually composed demeanor began to raise red flags, though in the immediate haze of crisis, most were too overwhelmed to connect the dots.
After all, it was Li herself who had scrubbed in and performed the emergency surgery on Luna. Bridget handled Liam’s critical case, but Li had made it unequivocally clear that she wouldn’t let anyone else touch Luna – not even her own adoptive son, Finn, a highly skilled doctor himself. Her intense insistence, her possessiveness over Luna’s case, had certainly raised eyebrows among the medical staff and family members present. Yet, in the gripping haze of a life-or-death crisis, no one had pressed for answers. Everyone simply accepted Li’s unwavering authority and expertise.
Now, with Li firmly positioned as the sole, unchallengeable source of information on Luna’s status, she announced Luna’s death with a firm, chilling finality. “She didn’t make it,” was all she said, no lingering hope, no detailed explanation. The key, and the chilling detail that would later ignite deep suspicion, was this: No one saw the body. No one viewed the remains. No one received a formal death certificate or even a funeral was planned. And just like that, Luna was gone, seemingly vanished from the face of the earth. But something felt profoundly off. Too off.
THE SHOCKING REVEAL: LUNA IS ALIVE! LI’S DESPERATE PLAN UNFOLDS!
The nagging feeling of unease began to consume Steffy. Despite her visceral hatred toward Luna and everything she represented, even Steffy found herself whispering to Finn later that night, unable to shake the growing dread. “Did you notice how fast Li shut everything down? How final she was? And no body, Finn… no body!” And Finn, who knows his adoptive mother better than anyone, a woman of deep secrets and fierce protective instincts, couldn’t help but agree. “It’s like she had it planned,” he conceded, a chilling thought that he dismissed as mere exhaustion at the time. Little did he know how terrifyingly close he was to the truth.
