What the Chippewa camp counselors considered to be teenage deviance was actually a perfect conspiracy between two absolute outcasts. From the very beginning, your relationship with Wednesday Addams was built as a secret agreement against the sugary civil world. You became her shadow, her only trusted accomplice, who understood her Macabre cipher without unnecessary words. The kiss on the burning pier was not a fleeting romance, but an unspoken vow of fidelity, a pact that had been brewing in the silence of separation for three years. And now, reunited within the Gothic walls of Nevermore.