I did not want another secret from Dad.<\/p>\n
That was my first thought.<\/p>\n
Not legal.<\/p>\n
Not rational.<\/p>\n
Emotional.<\/p>\n
My mother had hidden the trust.<\/p>\n
My father had hidden his Meridian investment.<\/p>\n
Both had reasons.<\/p>\n
Both had loved me.<\/p>\n
I was tired of discovering love expressed through withheld information.<\/p>\n
Sarah saw it on my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis may be nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSecondary beneficiaries can be added for administrative reasons.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not decide what your father did before we know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
She smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re getting better.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt repeating you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUseful skill.\u201d<\/p>\n
The original policy application contained the beneficiary designation.<\/p>\n
Primary: Armitage Capital Partners.<\/p>\n
Contingent: Robert Bennett.<\/p>\n
My father.<\/p>\n
Relationship to insured: father.<\/p>\n
That information did not enter by accident.<\/p>\n
Someone knew.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s old files became relevant again.<\/p>\n
I hated opening those boxes.<\/p>\n
Not because of evidence.<\/p>\n
Because they contained ordinary life.<\/p>\n
Property tax receipts.<\/p>\n
Baseball ticket stubs.<\/p>\n
A warranty for a toaster he had owned too long.<\/p>\n
Documents become different after someone dies.<\/p>\n
Even trash feels like testimony.<\/p>\n
Aunt Evelyn came to New York.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to do this alone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
We sat on my apartment floor surrounded by Dad\u2019s records.<\/p>\n
This time I did not let Michael\u2019s old presence haunt the room.<\/p>\n
He had helped me sort similar papers after Dad\u2019s death.<\/p>\n
That memory could exist without controlling the task.<\/p>\n
We searched.<\/p>\n
Insurance.<\/p>\n
Meridian.<\/p>\n
Armitage.<\/p>\n
Nathan.<\/p>\n
Michael.<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
Then Evelyn found an envelope marked ALLISON\u2014EMERGENCY.<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know about this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Inside was not a letter.<\/p>\n
It was a copy of Dad\u2019s will.<\/p>\n
Outdated.<\/p>\n
Before his final estate update.<\/p>\n
Attached was a handwritten note.<\/p>\n
If anything happens to Allie before I\u2019m gone, Michael thinks there may be insurance through her work. I told him I don\u2019t want it, but he says someone must be listed.<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
There.<\/p>\n
Dad had known about insurance.<\/p>\n
But not necessarily details.<\/p>\n
I read further.<\/p>\n
If this ever pays, give it to whatever cause she would have chosen. I don\u2019t want money because my daughter died.<\/p>\n
My vision blurred.<\/p>\n
Evelyn squeezed my shoulder.<\/p>\n
Dad.<\/p>\n
Practical even in the worst hypothetical.<\/p>\n
\u201cMichael told him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore the policy was issued?\u201d<\/p>\n
Date.<\/p>\n
Yes.<\/p>\n
Two weeks earlier.<\/p>\n
My chest tightened.<\/p>\n
Michael had discussed the policy with Dad.<\/p>\n
Why not me?<\/p>\n
Because I was the insured.<\/p>\n
Because he was managing around me again.<\/p>\n
I called him.<\/p>\n
This time anger and curiosity were balanced.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did you ask Dad to be contingent beneficiary?\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael answered quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Nathan said the carrier required a natural person backup.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy Dad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were married to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat would suggest you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t be listed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConflict.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cBlackwood could be listed later but you personally were a conflict?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt issuance, Armitage was primary.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not Mom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was gone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not Sarah?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFamily was easier.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Dad know what he was agreeing to?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOnly generally.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he know I hadn\u2019t consented?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you tell him I knew about the policy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael was silent.<\/p>\n
There.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou lied to him too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI implied you did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause if he knew you didn\u2019t, he would have told you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
Dad had become another dependency.<\/p>\n
Another person whose behavior Michael managed through incomplete information.<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou keep finding new ways to make the same mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Dad ever ask me about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he thought I knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I hung up before anger became repetition.<\/p>\n
Later, I found another note.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
Call Michael re insurance. Still don\u2019t like this. Ask if Allie signed.<\/p>\n
My pulse increased.<\/p>\n
Date: three days after policy issuance.<\/p>\n
Did he ask?<\/p>\n
Michael searched his old emails.<\/p>\n
Then sent one.<\/p>\n
Dad to Michael:<\/p>\n
You said Allison signed off. I\u2019m trusting you on that. If she didn\u2019t, fix it. I don\u2019t want my name on something she doesn\u2019t know about.<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
There was Dad.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Choice.<\/p>\n
Not perfect.<\/p>\n
He accepted Michael\u2019s word instead of asking me directly.<\/p>\n
But he drew the boundary.<\/p>\n
Did Michael respond?<\/p>\n
Yes.<\/p>\n
Working on it.<\/p>\n
Two words.<\/p>\n
A lie by implication.<\/p>\n
He was not fixing it.<\/p>\n
He was proceeding.<\/p>\n
That hurt.<\/p>\n
Not because Michael had deceived me.<\/p>\n
I knew that.<\/p>\n
Because he had used Dad\u2019s trust as operational cover.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Sarah asked whether I wanted to stop.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
We continued.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s later notes showed he remained uncomfortable.<\/p>\n
He called the insurance broker once.<\/p>\n
Leonard Shaw\u2019s office records confirmed it.<\/p>\n
Dad asked whether I had personally authorized coverage.<\/p>\n
The office would not disclose details.<\/p>\n
He then called Michael.<\/p>\n
No record of conversation.<\/p>\n
But Dad wrote afterward:<\/p>\n
M says paperwork corrected. Let go.<\/p>\n
It had not been corrected.<\/p>\n
I stared at those words.<\/p>\n
My father believed him.<\/p>\n
Just like I had.<\/p>\n
The emotional symmetry was brutal.<\/p>\n
Evelyn looked angry.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe lied to Robert.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter Robert explicitly asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stood and walked toward the kitchen.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat man is fortunate I\u2019m old.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are not old.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m old enough to avoid prison.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed despite myself.<\/p>\n
Then cried.<\/p>\n
Both could happen.<\/p>\n
Dad had tried.<\/p>\n
Not perfectly.<\/p>\n
But enough to make his role clear.<\/p>\n
He was not part of the plan.<\/p>\n
He was another person Michael reassured.<\/p>\n
The contingent beneficiary existed because Dad believed I knew.<\/p>\n
The same architecture again.<\/p>\n
Different people holding different versions.<\/p>\n
No one except Michael saw the full map.<\/p>\n
I called Claire.<\/p>\n
Not because she could fix anything.<\/p>\n
Because she understood the family pattern.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe did that with Dad too,\u201d she said quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cSamuel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Dad wanted us to agree to something, he\u2019d tell each of us the other already had.\u201d<\/p>\n
I went still.<\/p>\n
\u201cSeriously?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael had learned even that.<\/p>\n
Claire continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe would tell me Michael understood. Tell Michael I had calmed down.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd neither of you had.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought about Michael telling Dad I consented.<\/p>\n
Telling Maya we were separated.<\/p>\n
Telling me investors needed things.<\/p>\n
Telling employees restructuring was inevitable.<\/p>\n
Different versions creating apparent consensus.<\/p>\n
The pattern became painfully obvious.<\/p>\n
\u201cHave you told Michael that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter Chicago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat he hadn\u2019t realized.\u201d<\/p>\n
I believed that.<\/p>\n
Not because it excused him.<\/p>\n
Because inherited behaviors often feel like reality until someone names them.<\/p>\n
Claire added, \u201cHe asked me to call him out whenever he says someone else agrees.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems useful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnnoying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably both.\u201d<\/p>\n
The insurance settlement expanded slightly after Dad\u2019s notes established that concerns had been raised and falsely resolved.<\/p>\n
Michael\u2019s sworn statement was supplemented.<\/p>\n
He admitted Dad questioned consent.<\/p>\n
He admitted he told Dad the paperwork had been corrected when it had not.<\/p>\n
No defense.<\/p>\n
Nathan\u2019s attorneys argued Michael bore responsibility.<\/p>\n
Michael\u2019s lawyers argued Nathan designed the process.<\/p>\n
Sarah described it accurately.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey can both be wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
That became the eventual conclusion.<\/p>\n
Meridian\u2019s successor company settled administrative issues.<\/p>\n
Nathan settled professional claims without admitting intentional fraud.<\/p>\n
Michael accepted civil financial consequences tied to the undisclosed transfer.<\/p>\n
No one went to prison.<\/p>\n
No dramatic courtroom confession.<\/p>\n
Just accountability divided according to evidence.<\/p>\n
The settlement funds came to me.<\/p>\n
I stared at the amount.<\/p>\n
Not life-changing compared to Hartwell.<\/p>\n
Still substantial.<\/p>\n
I did not want it.<\/p>\n
Then I heard Aunt Evelyn\u2019s voice in my head.<\/p>\n
Do you want it?<\/p>\n
Different question.<\/p>\n
The money was not Michael\u2019s apology.<\/p>\n
Not Dad\u2019s legacy.<\/p>\n
Not a moral symbol.<\/p>\n
It was compensation for unauthorized use of my identity and life.<\/p>\n
I accepted.<\/p>\n
Then donated part of it to a legal clinic focused on workplace privacy and employee consent.<\/p>\n
Not all.<\/p>\n
I kept some.<\/p>\n
That mattered too.<\/p>\n
Martyrdom was not required for integrity.<\/p>\n
Sarah approved.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrowth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou and Michael need new vocabulary.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI billed him for mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
Months passed.<\/p>\n
The insurance policy finally became closed history.<\/p>\n
Meridian integrated into Nordhaven.<\/p>\n
Amara accepted the CEO role.<\/p>\n
Daniel stepped down after six months.<\/p>\n
He sent me a note.<\/p>\n
You were right. I should have asked her what she wanted.<\/p>\n
I smiled.<\/p>\n
No need to answer.<\/p>\n
He had learned something.<\/p>\n
That was enough.<\/p>\n
At TechSphere, the Ashcroft partnership began producing results.<\/p>\n
Not spectacular.<\/p>\n
Real.<\/p>\n
International expansion improved.<\/p>\n
Margins stabilized.<\/p>\n
Bob complained about new reporting templates.<\/p>\n
I considered that proof the deal had not destroyed him.<\/p>\n
Michael remained at Mercer Lane.<\/p>\n
Rachel, the architect he was dating, eventually moved with him to a different Chicago neighborhood.<\/p>\n
I learned this from Claire.<\/p>\n
Not from Michael.<\/p>\n
That felt correct.<\/p>\n
Our contact became occasional.<\/p>\n
Books.<\/p>\n
Family updates.<\/p>\n
Once a photograph of a disastrously assembled bookshelf.<\/p>\n
No emotional dependence.<\/p>\n
No hidden future.<\/p>\n
Then Claire invited me to Thanksgiving.<\/p>\n
At her home.<\/p>\n
Michael would be there.<\/p>\n
So would Rachel.<\/p>\n
I stared at the invitation for three days.<\/p>\n
Not because I still wanted Michael.<\/p>\n
Because meeting Rachel would make something irrevocably real.<\/p>\n
The marriage was already over legally.<\/p>\n
Emotionally.<\/p>\n
Practically.<\/p>\n
But humans keep strange private doors open long after buildings are demolished.<\/p>\n
A new partner closes one.<\/p>\n
Not through ownership.<\/p>\n
Through reality.<\/p>\n
I asked Maya.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you go?\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you asking me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause no normal friend has this specific experience.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFair.\u201d<\/p>\n
She thought.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want to?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen go.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if it\u2019s weird?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt will be.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHelpful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou survived a public engagement reveal at the Plaza. You can survive turkey.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
Then called Claire.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She sounded genuinely pleased.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne condition.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo seating chart designed by Michael.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire laughed so hard she coughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeal.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thanksgiving arrived cold and bright.<\/p>\n
Claire\u2019s house smelled like rosemary, butter, and wood smoke.<\/p>\n
Michael opened the door.<\/p>\n
He looked surprised.<\/p>\n
Not that I came.<\/p>\n
At how normal it felt.<\/p>\n
\u201cAllison.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHi.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCome in.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel stood behind him.<\/p>\n
Tall.<\/p>\n
Dark curls.<\/p>\n
Warm expression.<\/p>\n
No defensive claim in her posture.<\/p>\n
She extended her hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m Rachel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know who you are too.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently Michael finally discovered disclosure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe overdiscloses.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat tracks.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael looked offended.<\/p>\n
Claire shouted from the kitchen, \u201cStop trauma-bonding at the door.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone laughed.<\/p>\n
The tension broke.<\/p>\n
Dinner was imperfect.<\/p>\n
Claire burned carrots.<\/p>\n
Michael over-salted potatoes.<\/p>\n
Rachel told a story about accidentally designing a staircase nobody could legally build.<\/p>\n
I liked her.<\/p>\n
That hurt a little.<\/p>\n
Not because I wanted to dislike her.<\/p>\n
Because liking her meant there was no villain guarding the next chapter.<\/p>\n
No reason to reject reality.<\/p>\n
After dinner, Rachel helped Claire clean up.<\/p>\n
Michael and I stood outside on the back porch.<\/p>\n
Cold air.<\/p>\n
Quiet yard.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou okay?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou sure?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
No second question.<\/p>\n
I looked through the window.<\/p>\n
Rachel was laughing with Claire.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s good.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou happy?\u201d<\/p>\n
He hesitated.<\/p>\n
Then answered honestly.<\/p>\n
\u201cLearning.\u201d<\/p>\n
I liked that more than yes.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSame.\u201d<\/p>\n
We stood without needing to define anything.<\/p>\n
Then Claire opened the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cStop having symbolic porch conversations and bring plates.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
So did Michael.<\/p>\n
Inside, Rachel handed me a towel.<\/p>\n
No rivalry.<\/p>\n
No invisible competition.<\/p>\n
No one being replaced.<\/p>\n
Just four people doing dishes badly.<\/p>\n
It felt strangely profound.<\/p>\n
When I left, Rachel hugged me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you for coming.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you for not making it weird.\u201d<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, it was weird.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFair.\u201d<\/p>\n
In the car home, I cried for five minutes.<\/p>\n
Then stopped.<\/p>\n
No crisis.<\/p>\n
No regret.<\/p>\n
Just the body releasing an old attachment.<\/p>\n
The next morning, Michael sent a message.<\/p>\n
Thank you for being kind to Rachel.<\/p>\n
I stared at it.<\/p>\n
Then answered:<\/p>\n
She made that easy.<\/p>\n
No more.<\/p>\n
Later that day, Aunt Evelyn called.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou survived?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow does everyone know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire talks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFamily disease.\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn laughed.<\/p>\n
Then became serious.<\/p>\n
\u201cI found something in your mother\u2019s papers.\u201d<\/p>\n
I groaned.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis isn\u2019t Michael.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat barely helps.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s a deed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA cabin.\u201d<\/p>\n
I frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom owned a cabin?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVermont.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy have I never heard of this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is the interesting part.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease stop calling hidden property interesting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was transferred.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
But then she added:<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Michael.\u201d<\/p>\n
My eyes opened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe deed lists both of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears before your divorce.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
The insurance chapter had ended.<\/p>\n
Now another piece of property had appeared.<\/p>\n
But this time the secret might not have been Michael\u2019s.<\/p>\n
It might have been my parents\u2019.<\/p>\n
I did not want another secret from Dad. That was my first thought. Not legal. Not rational. Emotional. My mother had hidden the trust. My father had hidden his Meridian … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10092,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10123","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-feel-one-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10123","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10123"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10123\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10170,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10123\/revisions\/10170"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10092"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10123"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10123"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10123"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}