The drama in Los Angeles is hitting a boiling point, and this time, it might leave permanent scars—both emotional and physical. Brooke Logan is once again at the center of a storm, but nothing could have prepared her for the brutal showdown that’s about to erupt between the two men who’ve held pieces of her heart for years: Ridge Forrester and Nick Marone.

What starts as a tender afternoon turns into an emotional battlefield. Brooke and Nick are seen laughing and sharing an intimate moment in the Forrester garden, a place that once symbolized elegance and family unity. After everything they’ve been through, this quiet peace between them feels earned. Nick gently brushes a strand of hair from Brooke’s face, then plants a soft kiss on her cheek. It’s a scene of rediscovered love, one that brings a genuine smile to Brooke’s face—something she hasn’t worn in a long time.

But that moment of serenity is shattered when Ridge appears, watching from a distance. His arms are folded tightly, his jaw clenched, as jealousy and longing simmer beneath the surface. Taylor had warned him to let go, to walk away from the past—but Ridge’s feelings have always been hard to contain, especially when it comes to Brooke. And seeing her in the arms of his half-brother is too much for him to bear.

He walks toward them, slowly but with fierce intent. “Didn’t take you long, did it?” Ridge’s voice slices through the calm air. “One kiss, and you’re all in again?”

Brooke’s face drops. “Ridge… not now,” she says softly, trying to prevent what she knows is coming.

But Nick isn’t one to back down. He steps in front of Brooke, protective and firm. “Back off. This isn’t your life anymore.”

Ridge scoffs bitterly. “It became my business the moment you started pretending you’re good enough for her again.”

Brooke quickly steps between them, desperate to stop the confrontation. “Stop it! I won’t let either of you ruin this.”

But the tension explodes. Nick shoves Ridge. “I’m sick of you controlling her like she belongs to you,” he snaps. “You always crawl back when she’s vulnerable.”

That’s all it takes. Ridge retaliates, and the push quickly escalates to full-blown violence. In seconds, the peaceful garden turns into chaos. Furniture is knocked over, roses trampled, and wine glasses crash to the ground. Ridge and Nick are locked in a savage fight, throwing punches with years of resentment behind every blow.

Brooke’s screams pierce the air. “Stop! Please stop!” she sobs, trying to break them apart. “You’re hurting me—both of you!”

The chaos draws the attention of the rest of the family. Hope, R.J., and Eric rush outside, trying to separate the two enraged men. But not before Ridge lands a brutal punch that sends Nick stumbling back, blood seeping from his lip. Ridge’s shirt is torn, his hands bruised, and the air is thick with the weight of their shared past.

Brooke collapses between them, crying uncontrollably. “How did it come to this?” she pleads, her voice breaking. “You’re brothers. I’ve loved you both… but not like this. Never like this.”

Ridge, panting heavily, stares at her with burning eyes. “Because I still love you,” he confesses. “And it kills me to see him holding you like I used to.”

Nick wipes the blood from his mouth, his eyes cold and unreadable. “Then maybe you should’ve held on tighter when you had the chance.”

The silence that follows is more deafening than the fight itself.

Later that evening, Brooke sits alone in her living room, visibly shaken. In her hands, she clutches a worn photograph of her and Ridge from happier times. It’s torn and stained with blood—symbolic of everything that’s just been destroyed. Hope quietly enters with a cup of tea, placing a gentle hand on her mother’s shoulder.

“Mom,” she says softly, “you don’t have to keep choosing between chaos and comfort. You deserve peace.”

Meanwhile, Ridge returns home alone, his body aching and his spirit in turmoil. Taylor is there, waiting. Her expression is calm but filled with disappointment. “I told you this would happen,” she says. “You still love her, Ridge. You always will.”

“I saw him touching her like she was his,” Ridge growls, barely able to contain his pain.

Taylor doesn’t respond. She just turns and walks away, leaving Ridge alone with his rage and regret.

At the marina, Nick stands at the edge of the dock, staring into the dark water. His phone rings—it’s Brooke. He lets it ring. He can’t face her, not yet. Not after what’s just happened.

So where does this leave them?

Has Ridge finally lost Brooke forever after this explosive fight? Can Nick still believe there’s a real future with her after all the blood and bruises? And more importantly, can Brooke ever truly find peace when the men she’s loved can’t stop destroying each other in her name?

One thing is certain—this love triangle has taken a dangerous turn, one that may leave permanent scars. Someone may walk away for good, and when they do, hearts will be shattered.

Stay tuned, because on The Bold and the Beautiful, love may be eternal—but jealousy? Jealousy can ruin everything.