He was real. This wasn't just a dream. His smell, the warm comforting way his arms always felt around her. It was like nothing had happened, but she was crying and she couldn't stop herself. She didn't want him to pull back, but she didn't fight it either. Instead she just looked up at him as she reached with her right hand placing it on his cheek.
How as she supposed to say how much she missed him, or explain to him everything that happened. She tried to speak but words weren't working. Padma normally had no problems speaking or getting anything across, right now, right now she was still in dead shock.
"I've missed you." Was what she managed to get out. "We should..." She nodded towards the door. She didn't think telling him what she needed to tell him was a good setting for a cafe.