Tell her the truth

Still holding her hand, you bite your lip, wondering if you should tell her. After all, it's your child and you feel responsible.

"Rose..."

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I told you that. I'm really flattered that you would be interested."

"Rose, you have a tattoo of a rose on your right ass cheek."

She freezes and looks confused. "How did you know that? I got it in college."

"Your pregnancy, was it because of something that happen in the dressing room of a department store?" you ask. You already know the answer.

"Yes," Rose gasps. "How did you know?"

"And then there was a girl after that."

"Yes..."

"Okay," you raise you hands in a sign of harmlessness. "Promise you won't freak out?"

"I'll try."

You activate the invisibility ring and disappear before her eyes.

"Oh my god." Rose covers her mouth in shock.

"Yup."

"How did you do that?"

"Magic ring."

"And that man in the dressing room... that was you?"

"Yup."

"Why?"

"I was just walking around when I saw you. I knew I had to-" You're interrupted when the waiter comes in to check on you two. Rose quickly says you went to the restroom and dismisses him.

"I knew I had to-"

"Sorry, can you make yourself visible? It's kind of weird."

"Yup, sorry." You deactivate the ring. "I knew I had to be with you. You're so beautiful and I saw how upset you were when he cancelled on you on your anniversary."

She remembers. "Yeah... we were going to come to this restaurant too. Then afterwards, spend the night in the presidential suite upstairs and try to make a baby."

"I'm sorry." It's all you can say as you sit there and stare into her eyes, trying to figure out what she's thinking.

"Well, I guess I know who the father is now," she says as she leans forward and closer to you. Your knees are touching.

"And I'll be as involved as you want me to be."

Rose takes a deep breath, before removing the diamond ring on her wedding finger and placing it on the table. She then takes your hand and stands up. "Let's go" is all she says.