Wings & Chains (Season 2) Chapter - 6

 Chapter 6 – When Wings Touch Chains

The villa’s morning was wrapped in silence, the kind that only comes from being far from the city. Mist hung low over the pine trees, and the smell of wet earth seeped in through the open balcony doors.

Aditya stood at the railing, a cup of black coffee in his hand, watching the fog dissolve into pale sunlight. He heard her before he saw her — the faint shuffle of her bare feet against the wooden floor.

“You’re awake early,” Aarvi said, her voice still edged with sleep.

“So are you,” he replied, glancing at her. She was in a loose sweater, her hair tied up haphazardly, camera slung across her chest.

“I’m going to the ridge to shoot the sunrise,” she said, limping slightly as she moved toward the door.

He set his cup down. “I’m coming with you.”

Her head tilted in suspicion. “Why?”

“Because you’re injured. And because I want to see what you see.”

The ridge was a narrow trail lined with wildflowers and dew-soaked grass. The valley stretched endlessly below, a mosaic of green and gold under the first touch of sun. Aarvi lifted her camera, her movements slower than usual but still fluid — like someone speaking a language only they understood.

Aditya stayed a step behind, watching her frame the horizon, kneel to capture a lone bird perched on a branch, tilt her head as though listening to the light.

At one point, she turned to him and said, “You’re too still. You need to move with the light, not against it.”

“I don’t move for light,” he said. “It comes to me.”

She smiled faintly. “That’s your problem.”

Inner thought – Aditya
She doesn’t just see the world. She lets it breathe through her. No wonder she fears being caged.

They sat on a flat rock near the edge, the valley wind tousling their hair. She handed him the camera.

“Try,” she said simply.

He hesitated — then took it, holding the lens toward the view. Through the frame, the world felt different: not something to control, but something to catch in the middle of being alive.

When he showed her the shot, she studied it for a long moment. “Not bad,” she admitted. “You didn’t try to make it perfect. You let it be.”

Dialogue

Aditya: “Maybe I’m learning.”
Aarvi: “Learning what?”
Aditya: “That not everything worth keeping needs to be locked away.”

The wind shifted, carrying the scent of pine between them. For the first time, she didn’t feel like he was closing in on her. He felt… present, not controlling.

On the walk back, she caught him watching the path instead of the view — making sure she didn’t stumble on her injured ankle. It was protective, yes, but quiet. Gentle.

That night, over a simple dinner in the villa’s small kitchen, she finally said:
“You can come on my next shoot. No conditions. No deals. Just… see it for yourself.”

He nodded once. “Then I will.”

Inner thought – Aarvi
Maybe some chains aren’t meant to bind you. Maybe they’re meant to anchor you when the wind gets too strong.

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