I told Rachel in person.<\/p>\n
There are some accusations too corrosive for a text message.<\/p>\n
She listened without interrupting.<\/p>\n
When I finished, she looked down at her hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Paul know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Mom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Karen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably more than she\u2019s said.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel stood and walked to the window.<\/p>\n
Outside, her neighbor was trimming a hedge.<\/p>\n
A dog barked.<\/p>\n
Someone wheeled a trash bin toward the curb.<\/p>\n
Ordinary life continued with almost insulting confidence.<\/p>\n
Finally Rachel said, \u201cI don\u2019t believe you and Paul had an affair.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m saying it because Mark apparently spent years trying to create a version where I would.\u201d<\/p>\n
The distinction hurt.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted suspicion.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd he knew exactly which suspicion would split us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what bothers me most.\u201d<\/p>\n
Not the lie itself.<\/p>\n
The accuracy of the weapon.<\/p>\n
Mark knew our family well enough to understand where pressure would break strongest.<\/p>\n
A financial accusation against Paul could isolate him.<\/p>\n
An affair accusation against me could isolate both of us.<\/p>\n
If Margaret believed it, perhaps she would stop protecting me.<\/p>\n
If Rachel believed it, I would lose my sister.<\/p>\n
If Paul became defensive, Mark could portray him as compromised.<\/p>\n
One lie.<\/p>\n
Several advantages.<\/p>\n
Federal investigators recovered information about the contingency from Thomas\u2019s old correspondence.<\/p>\n
Mark had contacted a private investigator months before our wedding.<\/p>\n
The same agency later researched my family.<\/p>\n
Early assignment:<\/p>\n
Document interactions between J.R. and P.B.<\/p>\n
My attorney showed us billing sheets.<\/p>\n
Restaurants.<\/p>\n
Family gatherings.<\/p>\n
Church events.<\/p>\n
Office parking lots.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey followed us?\u201d Rachel asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor how long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeveral months.\u201d<\/p>\n
The investigator had taken photographs.<\/p>\n
Most were useless.<\/p>\n
Paul handing me a box at my parents\u2019 house.<\/p>\n
Me getting into Paul\u2019s car while Rachel stood nearby.<\/p>\n
Paul and me speaking outside a restaurant.<\/p>\n
Completely ordinary family interactions.<\/p>\n
Viewed honestly, they showed nothing.<\/p>\n
Cropped carefully, perhaps they could suggest intimacy.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s why Mark hired surveillance before the wedding,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cPartly,\u201d the federal investigator replied.<\/p>\n
The photos began three months before the ceremony.<\/p>\n
Mark was already thinking about contingencies.<\/p>\n
I remembered being twenty-five.<\/p>\n
Excited.<\/p>\n
Overwhelmed.<\/p>\n
Choosing flowers.<\/p>\n
Arguing over seating arrangements.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, my fianc\u00e9 was paying someone to photograph me with my brother-in-law.<\/p>\n
My attorney asked whether any fake evidence had actually been created.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The investigator showed us a hotel receipt.<\/p>\n
Two names.<\/p>\n
Paul Bennett.<\/p>\n
Judith Rowe.<\/p>\n
One room.<\/p>\n
One night.<\/p>\n
Chicago.<\/p>\n
The date matched the Westgate meeting.<\/p>\n
Rachel stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s fabricated,\u201d the investigator said immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe hotel had records. Paul stayed alone in a room booked through his employer. Judith was not in Chicago.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had been home.<\/p>\n
Preparing for the wedding.<\/p>\n
Mark knew that.<\/p>\n
Yet someone created a receipt placing me beside Paul.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho made it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
Karen had seen a copy years later.<\/p>\n
She believed Robert prepared it at Mark\u2019s request.<\/p>\n
Another forged document.<\/p>\n
Another story waiting for the day it became useful.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
A typed note.<\/p>\n
No signature.<\/p>\n
Claiming a witness saw Paul and me embracing outside a hotel.<\/p>\n
The \u201cwitness\u201d name belonged to a man who did not exist.<\/p>\n
A photograph showed us standing close beside a car.<\/p>\n
The crop removed Rachel.<\/p>\n
In the full photograph, she stood five feet away holding grocery bags.<\/p>\n
Rachel stared at the screen.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was Thanksgiving.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe were loading your mother\u2019s car.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mark had built adultery from holiday errands.<\/p>\n
The investigator laid out the sequence.<\/p>\n
If I discovered Margaret\u2019s money before the wedding or shortly afterward, Mark intended to claim my relationship with Paul compromised both of us.<\/p>\n
He could tell Margaret I was manipulating Paul\u2019s accounting work.<\/p>\n
He could tell Rachel we were betraying her.<\/p>\n
He could tell investigators Paul was helping me move money.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t need anyone to believe all of it,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJust enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The same blueprint.<\/p>\n
Then something changed.<\/p>\n
The contingency file stopped after our second anniversary.<\/p>\n
No new photos.<\/p>\n
No payments.<\/p>\n
No fabricated records.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Karen remembered.<\/p>\n
My mother.<\/p>\n
She discovered the surveillance.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
One of the investigators photographed her too.<\/p>\n
Not intentionally.<\/p>\n
She was present when he took pictures of me outside a shopping center.<\/p>\n
My mother noticed the same car appearing twice.<\/p>\n
Then again near her house.<\/p>\n
She wrote down the plate number.<\/p>\n
Of course she did.<\/p>\n
That was exactly the kind of thing she would do.<\/p>\n
She asked a friend in local law enforcement to check it.<\/p>\n
The car belonged to a private-investigation agency.<\/p>\n
She confronted Mark.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
This time with a license plate.<\/p>\n
Not suspicion.<\/p>\n
Evidence.<\/p>\n
My attorney gave me a copy of my mother\u2019s notes recovered from the sewing cabinet.<\/p>\n
I had missed them because they were written inside an old pattern envelope.<\/p>\n
Car: gray Ford.<\/p>\n
Plate.<\/p>\n
Dates.<\/p>\n
Locations.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
Following Judith. Mark denies.<\/p>\n
Next:<\/p>\n
Paul photographed too.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
Spoke with investigator. Would not name client.<\/p>\n
And finally:<\/p>\n
Margaret says Mark.<\/p>\n
My mother had connected it.<\/p>\n
She knew he was having me watched.<\/p>\n
The surviving agency records showed something else.<\/p>\n
The investigator met with my mother.<\/p>\n
That was unusual.<\/p>\n
Private investigators did not normally explain assignments to subjects\u2019 relatives.<\/p>\n
But this man did.<\/p>\n
His name was Arthur Lane.<\/p>\n
Still alive.<\/p>\n
Retired in Arizona.<\/p>\n
Federal investigators interviewed him remotely.<\/p>\n
He remembered my mother immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe scared the hell out of me,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
Despite everything, I almost smiled.<\/p>\n
That sounded right.<\/p>\n
Arthur had been hired through Robert Mitchell\u2019s office.<\/p>\n
He believed the work concerned a potential divorce.<\/p>\n
Routine domestic surveillance.<\/p>\n
Then Mark began asking him to describe innocent interactions in suggestive language.<\/p>\n
Arthur refused.<\/p>\n
Mark pressured him.<\/p>\n
Robert offered more money.<\/p>\n
Arthur still refused to falsify reports.<\/p>\n
Then my mother found him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Arthur smiled faintly on video.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said if I kept following her daughter, she would make sure every wife in the county knew my agency manufactured affairs.\u201d<\/p>\n
That also sounded right.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you tell her Mark hired you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot directly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut she figured it out.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe already had.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur gave her copies of the unedited photographs.<\/p>\n
Not because it was proper.<\/p>\n
Because he believed Mark intended to misuse them.<\/p>\n
My mother took those photographs to Margaret.<\/p>\n
That confrontation apparently ended the affair contingency.<\/p>\n
Margaret told Mark if he ever accused Paul or me without proof, she would publicly disclose the stolen wedding gift.<\/p>\n
For a time, that worked.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Mark stopped the plan because Margaret had leverage,\u201d Rachel said.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Not because he developed a conscience.<\/p>\n
Because someone created consequences.<\/p>\n
The unedited photographs had survived among Arthur\u2019s old business archives.<\/p>\n
Investigators retrieved them.<\/p>\n
One image changed the emotional shape of the entire story for me.<\/p>\n
It showed my mother standing in a parking lot with Arthur.<\/p>\n
He had photographed her from inside his car after she approached.<\/p>\n
She looked furious.<\/p>\n
One hand pointed directly at the windshield.<\/p>\n
Behind her, through the glass door of the shopping center, I could see myself.<\/p>\n
Twenty-five years old.<\/p>\n
Holding a garment bag.<\/p>\n
Laughing with Rachel.<\/p>\n
Completely unaware.<\/p>\n
My mother was fighting something ten yards away from me that I did not know existed.<\/p>\n
I stared at that image longer than any financial record.<\/p>\n
For months, I had been angry with her silence.<\/p>\n
Some of that anger remained.<\/p>\n
But now I could see the other half.<\/p>\n
She did not merely keep secrets.<\/p>\n
She intervened repeatedly.<\/p>\n
She challenged Mark.<\/p>\n
She tracked surveillance.<\/p>\n
She preserved evidence.<\/p>\n
She coordinated with Margaret and Paul.<\/p>\n
She failed to tell me directly.<\/p>\n
But failure was not the same as indifference.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was trying,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Rachel touched my shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The investigators asked Arthur whether Mark ever hired him again.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told him I wouldn\u2019t work for him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he threaten you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Robert?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKaren?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
That mattered.<\/p>\n
Not every person who resisted Mark became trapped.<\/p>\n
Arthur had one advantage.<\/p>\n
He had not already crossed a line.<\/p>\n
No hidden account.<\/p>\n
No forged signature.<\/p>\n
No professional misconduct.<\/p>\n
Nothing Mark could hold.<\/p>\n
He simply walked away.<\/p>\n
That may have been the one thing Mark could not tolerate because he could not control it.<\/p>\n
The investigators then asked Arthur about one missing set of photographs listed on an invoice.<\/p>\n
He remembered.<\/p>\n
\u201cThose weren\u2019t Judith and Paul.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho were they?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMark.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur hesitated, thinking.<\/p>\n
\u201cA woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKaren?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVanessa?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToo early.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you remember her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cName?\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked through scanned notes.<\/p>\n
Then found it.<\/p>\n
\u201cElaine Rowe.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy aunt?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mark\u2019s older sister.<\/p>\n
Elaine.<\/p>\n
We had barely mentioned her because she lived across the country and kept little contact with the family.<\/p>\n
She had died nine years ago.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was Mark doing with Elaine?\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s answer surprised us.<\/p>\n
\u201cArguing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know. But she gave him an envelope.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another envelope.<\/p>\n
My life had become absurdly full of them.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you photograph it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The image showed Elaine beside Mark\u2019s car.<\/p>\n
She looked angry.<\/p>\n
Mark looked pale.<\/p>\n
The envelope was thick.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened afterward?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMark told me to destroy those photos.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Good.<\/p>\n
Arthur Lane apparently had a professional habit of keeping what clients wanted erased.<\/p>\n
Investigators enhanced the photograph.<\/p>\n
Writing appeared on the envelope.<\/p>\n
MARGARET \u2014 ORIGINAL WILL.<\/p>\n
Rachel stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cElaine had Margaret\u2019s will before she died?\u201d<\/p>\n
Not Margaret\u2019s final will.<\/p>\n
This photograph was twenty-seven years old.<\/p>\n
Early in our marriage.<\/p>\n
Why would Elaine hand Mark their mother\u2019s original will?<\/p>\n
The answer appeared in Arthur\u2019s report.<\/p>\n
After the meeting, he followed Mark to Robert Mitchell\u2019s office.<\/p>\n
Mark entered with the envelope.<\/p>\n
Left without it.<\/p>\n
Robert\u2019s safe-deposit box had contained later estate documents.<\/p>\n
Maybe this was how the pattern began.<\/p>\n
But then Karen gave investigators something new.<\/p>\n
She remembered Elaine coming to the office.<\/p>\n
She was furious.<\/p>\n
She accused Robert and Mark of altering estate-planning paperwork.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat paperwork?\u201d<\/p>\n
Not Margaret\u2019s will.<\/p>\n
Their father\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Thomas and Margaret\u2019s father.<\/p>\n
The original family inheritance.<\/p>\n
Everything went back farther.<\/p>\n
Karen said Elaine believed the decades-old dispute between Thomas and Margaret existed because Robert had helped alter the way certain assets were assigned after their father died.<\/p>\n
That meant the family trust conflict may not have begun with sibling greed.<\/p>\n
It may have begun with manipulated documents.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Same method.<\/p>\n
Different generation.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Mark know?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe found the original will.\u201d<\/p>\n
The envelope Elaine handed him.<\/p>\n
If the original contradicted the version used during probate, it could prove their mother\u2019s inherited assets had been allocated incorrectly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy give it to Mark?\u201d<\/p>\n
Karen said Elaine initially trusted him.<\/p>\n
She believed her younger brother would help correct the family history.<\/p>\n
Instead, he took the will to Robert.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Robert do?\u201d<\/p>\n
Karen swallowed during her recorded interview before answering.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe burned it.\u201d<\/p>\n
No surviving original.<\/p>\n
No correction.<\/p>\n
No truth.<\/p>\n
Just another document destroyed because it threatened a structure built on paper.<\/p>\n
Then Karen added something more.<\/p>\n
Elaine made a copy first.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Mark know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he search for it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor years.\u201d<\/p>\n
That offered a second explanation for why Mark rifled through Margaret\u2019s things after her death.<\/p>\n
He was not only searching for the final trust amendment.<\/p>\n
He may have been searching for Elaine\u2019s copy of their grandfather\u2019s original will.<\/p>\n
A document that could expose Robert\u2019s wrongdoing and rearrange the story of the entire Vale family fortune.<\/p>\n
Then Arthur Lane said one more thing.<\/p>\n
After Elaine handed Mark the envelope, she called Arthur privately.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked me to photograph a document.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich document?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA copy of the will.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse quickened.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you still have the photographs?\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked almost apologetic.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He had preserved them.<\/p>\n
Not the paper.<\/p>\n
Images.<\/p>\n
Every page.<\/p>\n
Clear enough to read.<\/p>\n
Federal investigators obtained the scans.<\/p>\n
The will showed that Thomas and Margaret had originally been intended to receive equal shares of several assets later placed almost entirely under Margaret\u2019s control.<\/p>\n
Thomas had been right about at least part of the inheritance dispute.<\/p>\n
Margaret had spent decades believing he wanted assets that were hers.<\/p>\n
Perhaps neither sibling knew the paperwork had been altered.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho benefited from the alteration?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
The answer was complicated.<\/p>\n
Margaret received more.<\/p>\n
But Robert became manager of several financial entities created to administer those assets.<\/p>\n
He earned fees.<\/p>\n
Control.<\/p>\n
Access.<\/p>\n
And years later, Mark learned the machinery from him.<\/p>\n
The first fraud in our story had not been Mark\u2019s.<\/p>\n
It had been Robert Mitchell\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Mark had inherited a system already built around altered documents and divided families.<\/p>\n
Then improved it.<\/p>\n
That evening, Thomas called through Eleanor.<\/p>\n
His face looked older than before.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey found the will.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI spent forty years hating my sister for something she didn\u2019t do.\u201d<\/p>\n
I said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat will you do now?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing can give those years back.\u201d<\/p>\n
No.<\/p>\n
It could not.<\/p>\n
Then he said:<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I know where Elaine kept the copy after Arthur photographed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
My attention sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe gave it to your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course she did.<\/p>\n
My mother had become the family\u2019s unofficial vault.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause by then Elaine trusted no one named Vale, Rowe, or Mitchell.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did Mom put it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
But Thomas knew what she used to conceal it.<\/p>\n
A cookbook.<\/p>\n
My mother had owned hundreds.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRed cover. Handwritten recipes. Elaine said no man in the family would ever open it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Despite everything, Rachel laughed.<\/p>\n
One exhausted, genuine laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was probably right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I remembered the red prayer book.<\/p>\n
The storage boxes.<\/p>\n
The cookbooks returned after Mark\u2019s moving truck was stopped.<\/p>\n
If the copy was still among them, Mark had transported it into my house without realizing what he carried.<\/p>\n
We searched that night.<\/p>\n
Fourteen cookbooks.<\/p>\n
Three recipe binders.<\/p>\n
One red handwritten book.<\/p>\n
Inside the back cover was a plastic sleeve.<\/p>\n
Folded within it:<\/p>\n
Photocopies of the original will.<\/p>\n
And one additional page Arthur had not photographed.<\/p>\n
A handwritten note from Elaine.<\/p>\n
If Mark ever tries to use Judith\u2019s name to defend what Robert did, she needs to know the truth:<\/p>\n
Mark knew the original will was real.<\/p>\n
He knew Robert destroyed it.<\/p>\n
And he agreed to keep quiet because Robert gave him something in return.<\/p>\n
Beneath that:<\/p>\n
Access to Northbridge.<\/p>\n
The company that eventually became the foundation of Mark\u2019s entire financial network had been his payment for silence.<\/p>\n
I told Rachel in person. There are some accusations too corrosive for a text message. She listened without interrupting. When I finished, she looked down at her hands. \u201cDid Paul … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10927,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10963","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\/10963","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=10963"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10963\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11063,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10963\/revisions\/11063"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10927"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10963"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10963"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10963"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}