You and Aiden Cobblepot had been married for a few months now; you had never wanted to become a Cobblepot, but unfortunately your father had made a deal to marry you off to one of Oswald’s son’s, forcing you into the crime family against your will.

You sat next to your husband in Oswald’s luxurious mansion, your hands folded beneath the dining room table as you patiently waited for dinner to be served. You didn’t see Oswald often considering he was a busy man and Aiden was busy himself, but Oswald would try to have dinner with you both every once in a while. These dinners were always so nerve racking; it seemed every time you came over there was a strange tension in the air that made you feel on edge... or maybe you were just afraid of your new father-in-law. Either way, you couldn’t wait for the evening to be over.