Chapter 176: Back on Court
Sedona's POV
The first time I picked up a racket again, I cried.
Not immediately. Not when Dante handed it to me in the locker room in the facility he used when he was in seattle, I didn't cry when I tested the grip with my fingers the way I'd done all my life growing up.
It was when I bounced the ball.
Just once, just the automatic motion of a player getting ready to serve, the ball going down, coming up, the sound of it on the court surface. That had brought a specific sound, one that I hadn't heard since I left my family and the arranged marriage and ran away.
That was when I broke down and cried.
Dante didn't say anything nor did he try to comfort me which was what I needed. Me processing this alone with out him making it into a big deal.
He stood at
