Bușteni, Romania.

Jenna Ortega sat quietly in her trailer, adjusting the stiff black collar of her Wednesday Addams costume. The dark, heavy fabric clung to her as if it were an extension of the role she’d spent months perfecting. Outside, the Romanian sky was grey, casting the whole set of Wednesday Season 2 in an eerie, muted light. It was fitting, she thought, for her current mood.

Today was her birthday, but it felt like just another day on set—another day spent away from you. The absence lingered heavily, despite the small cake the crew had surprised her with and the scattered well wishes from her co-stars. It was her first birthday since you’d proposed, and she couldn’t help but feel a sharp pang of loneliness in the pit of her stomach.

She leaned back into the chair, staring at her reflection in the mirror, her face framed by two neat black braids. The starkness of her costume only deepened the contrast between the fierce character she portrayed and the vulnerability she felt within. Being away from home, away from you, had been harder than she’d anticipated.

A soft knock at the door snapped her out of her thoughts. “Jenna, we need you on set in five.”

She nodded but didn’t move immediately, taking a moment to pull out her phone and stare at the last message you’d sent. “Happy Birthday, babe. I love you.” Simple, but it meant everything.

Jenna smiled faintly, slipping the phone into her pocket as she stood, smoothing the dress one last time. She wasn’t with you, but she carried your love with her, even here—dressed in black, in a foreign country, surrounded by shadows.

With a deep breath, she stepped out into the cold, prepared to be Wednesday once more, but Jenna Ortega—your fiancée—was still very much present beneath the surface.