For several seconds, the three of us stared at the message.<\/p>\n
CLAIRE. WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?<\/p>\n
The capital letters felt like Mark standing in the room.<\/p>\n
Sarah spoke first.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did he get that number?\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe couldn't.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, he did.\u201d<\/p>\n
I took the burner from the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you ever call anyone connected to him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour grandfather?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAny doctor he's used?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNever.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sarah looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould he have access to phone records?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot for a prepaid phone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya's breathing became shallow.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if he found the number in my room?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut he's not home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma might have.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe's with him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya paced to the window.<\/p>\n
I watched her body betray three years of conditioning.<\/p>\n
Five hours earlier she had walked into a clinic and told strangers her father was lying.<\/p>\n
Now a text message reduced her to the frightened girl Mark had constructed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe's coming back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don't know that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe will.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another message appeared.<\/p>\n
CALL ME NOW.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
THIS IS SERIOUS.<\/p>\n
Sarah snatched the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon't answer him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn't planning to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe'll twist anything you say.\u201d<\/p>\n
She was right.<\/p>\n
Mark had built an entire system from interpretation.<\/p>\n
Silence could become confusion.<\/p>\n
Resistance could become psychiatric instability.<\/p>\n
Walking could become spasms.<\/p>\n
A single emotional phone call would be clay in his hands.<\/p>\n
I forwarded screenshots to the attorney's office using the secure address they had given Sarah.<\/p>\n
Then I powered the burner off.<\/p>\n
Maya stared at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow we have no phone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe have Sarah's.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe'll know hers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe already knows you're here if he's figured out this much.\u201d<\/p>\n
That possibility changed the question.<\/p>\n
We stopped trying to hide.<\/p>\n
Instead, we started trying to document.<\/p>\n
The attorney called Sarah's phone ten minutes later.<\/p>\n
She had spoken to the child-protection investigator.<\/p>\n
The advice was clear: do not return to Mark's house without coordination.<\/p>\n
Maya protested.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe medication records are there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo is the possibility of surveillance,\u201d the attorney said through speakerphone.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know where everything is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn't make it safe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if Dad destroys it?\u201d<\/p>\n
The lawyer went silent.<\/p>\n
That possibility was real too.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat exactly are we talking about?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
Maya explained.<\/p>\n
A drawer in Mark's home office contained medication logs, insurance statements, charity records, and copies of her medical correspondence. She had photographed some pages months earlier but lacked storage space for everything.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes anyone else have lawful access to the residence?\u201d the attorney asked.<\/p>\n
I did.<\/p>\n
It was my home.<\/p>\n
That simple fact created an opening.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou may return to your residence,\u201d she told me. \u201cBut Maya should not accompany you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya objected.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know where the documents are.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can describe them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe hides things.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo tell Claire where.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya's frustration surfaced.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is what always happens.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAdults say they'll handle it and then decide I'm too fragile to be there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody spoke.<\/p>\n
She was right to hear the echo.<\/p>\n
I chose my words carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou aren't staying because I think you're incapable.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Mark still has legal authority over you, and if we encounter someone acting on his behalf, they may try to take you before the investigator catches up.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her anger did not vanish.<\/p>\n
But she listened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis isn't about whether you can walk into that house. It's about whether walking into it gives him an advantage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya looked at Sarah.<\/p>\n
Sarah said quietly, \u201cShe's right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cFine.\u201d<\/p>\n
She drew a map.<\/p>\n
Mark's office.<\/p>\n
Bottom-left filing drawer.<\/p>\n
Gray binder.<\/p>\n
Locked desk compartment.<\/p>\n
Small key taped beneath the rear edge of the bookshelf.<\/p>\n
A metal cash box inside the closet.<\/p>\n
I stared at the instructions.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long have you been watching him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThree years.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was no pride in the answer.<\/p>\n
Only necessity.<\/p>\n
Before I left, Maya grabbed my arm.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf the wheelchair is gone, call us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause if he has someone remove it, he's cleaning up.\u201d<\/p>\n
That possibility had never occurred to me.<\/p>\n
I drove home alone.<\/p>\n
The trip felt different from every commute I had ever made.<\/p>\n
The streets were familiar, but I no longer trusted familiarity.<\/p>\n
Our house appeared exactly as we had left it.<\/p>\n
Wheelchair ramp.<\/p>\n
Flower boxes.<\/p>\n
Blue front door.<\/p>\n
The symbol of a sick child remained bolted to the porch like a piece of theater scenery.<\/p>\n
I parked in the garage.<\/p>\n
Inside, my phone was still on the kitchen island.<\/p>\n
Twenty-three missed calls.<\/p>\n
Fourteen from Mark.<\/p>\n
Six from Barbara.<\/p>\n
Three from a number I did not recognize.<\/p>\n
There were messages too.<\/p>\n
The first sounded worried.<\/p>\n
Claire, checking in. How's our girl?<\/p>\n
The second:<\/p>\n
Why aren't you answering?<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
Your location isn't changing. Are you sick?<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
Pick up.<\/p>\n
The final message from Mark contained no greeting.<\/p>\n
CALL ME IMMEDIATELY.<\/p>\n
I photographed the screen with an old tablet before touching anything.<\/p>\n
The wheelchair still stood near the living-room window.<\/p>\n
I sent Maya a brief message from my ordinary phone saying only:<\/p>\n
Chair still here. I'm okay.<\/p>\n
Then I went to Mark's office.<\/p>\n
I had entered the room hundreds of times.<\/p>\n
He never called it private, exactly.<\/p>\n
But I had absorbed the rule that his files were none of my concern.<\/p>\n
The lower-left drawer opened.<\/p>\n
Gray binder.<\/p>\n
Exactly where Maya said.<\/p>\n
The first pages contained ordinary medical paperwork.<\/p>\n
Then the dates changed.<\/p>\n
I saw appointments I remembered.<\/p>\n
Statements Mark had made.<\/p>\n
Descriptions of symptoms I had personally never witnessed.<\/p>\n
Severe expressive-language impairment.<\/p>\n
Unable to ambulate.<\/p>\n
Requires assistance with basic daily activities.<\/p>\n
Episodes of confusion.<\/p>\n
Limited insight into condition.<\/p>\n
I photographed every page.<\/p>\n
Further back were letters from physicians.<\/p>\n
One stood out because it contained handwritten notes in Mark's familiar block printing.<\/p>\n
Provider not appropriate.<\/p>\n
Another:<\/p>\n
Do not return.<\/p>\n
The physician's letter beneath it recommended reassessing Maya's functional status due to inconsistencies in reported symptoms.<\/p>\n
My hands began shaking.<\/p>\n
Maya had been telling the truth about the doctors.<\/p>\n
I found the key beneath the bookshelf.<\/p>\n
The locked desk compartment contained bank statements.<\/p>\n
Donation records.<\/p>\n
Printouts from fundraising sites.<\/p>\n
A spreadsheet.<\/p>\n
I almost skipped it.<\/p>\n
Then I saw categories.<\/p>\n
Medical.<\/p>\n
Home modification.<\/p>\n
Travel.<\/p>\n
Caregiving.<\/p>\n
The numbers did not seem to align with expenses.<\/p>\n
I was not an auditor.<\/p>\n
I did not need to be.<\/p>\n
Large transfers had gone from a fundraising account into one bearing Mark's name.<\/p>\n
I photographed those too.<\/p>\n
In the closet, the metal box contained medication.<\/p>\n
Bottles.<\/p>\n
Blister packets.<\/p>\n
Several labels matched the ones Maya had saved.<\/p>\n
Beside them sat a handwritten schedule.<\/p>\n
Appointment morning \u2014 2 tabs.<\/p>\n
Media event \u2014 1 tab if restless.<\/p>\n
Family gathering \u2014 as needed.<\/p>\n
I read the second line again.<\/p>\n
Media event.<\/p>\n
Not symptom.<\/p>\n
Not pain.<\/p>\n
Media event.<\/p>\n
My husband had apparently recorded medication around appearances.<\/p>\n
A noise from the driveway made me freeze.<\/p>\n
Car door.<\/p>\n
I stepped toward the window.<\/p>\n
A black SUV sat at the curb.<\/p>\n
I did not recognize it.<\/p>\n
Someone approached the front door.<\/p>\n
The bell rang.<\/p>\n
I shoved the papers back into place, keeping only photographs.<\/p>\n
The bell rang again.<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Bennett?\u201d<\/p>\n
Male voice.<\/p>\n
I walked into the hallway.<\/p>\n
Through the glass, I saw a man wearing a polo shirt and carrying a folder.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
He held up identification.<\/p>\n
A welfare-check officer.<\/p>\n
My chest tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cRegarding Maya Bennett.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mark had moved already.<\/p>\n
I opened the door but remained inside.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs Maya here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer father contacted authorities from out of state. He says his disabled minor daughter is missing and believes she may have been removed without permission.\u201d<\/p>\n
Every word had been chosen carefully.<\/p>\n
Disabled.<\/p>\n
Minor.<\/p>\n
Missing.<\/p>\n
Removed.<\/p>\n
Mark was writing the story before anyone else could.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe isn't missing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you know where she is?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI'd prefer that you coordinate with the child-protection investigator assigned today.\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer's expression changed slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere's an open child-protection case?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAgainst whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy husband.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was the first time I had said it aloud.<\/p>\n
The officer lowered the folder.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is the allegation?\u201d<\/p>\n
I could have explained.<\/p>\n
Instead, I understood the trap of talking too much.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya made the report herself after an independent medical evaluation today. The assigned investigator can provide details.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour husband says Maya lacks capacity to make decisions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe says many things.\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer studied me.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you confirm she's safe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you tell me where?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can give you the investigator's contact information.\u201d<\/p>\n
He accepted that.<\/p>\n
I called the child-protection office.<\/p>\n
Within minutes, the conversation moved out of my hands.<\/p>\n
That mattered.<\/p>\n
For once, Mark's authority was not the only authority in the room.<\/p>\n
When the officer left, I locked the door.<\/p>\n
Then I packed an overnight bag.<\/p>\n
I no longer intended to sleep there.<\/p>\n
Before leaving, I entered Maya's room.<\/p>\n
Her wheelchair-accessible bed sat beneath a row of photographs.<\/p>\n
Medication organizer.<\/p>\n
Adaptive utensils.<\/p>\n
Speech cards.<\/p>\n
Objects designed to prove dependency surrounded an empty room.<\/p>\n
I opened the closet.<\/p>\n
Behind the loose panel where Maya said she hid clothes, I found something else.<\/p>\n
A folder.<\/p>\n
Inside were copies of emails.<\/p>\n
Not from doctors.<\/p>\n
From Sarah.<\/p>\n
I read the first.<\/p>\n
Maya, I love you. I don't know if you're receiving these. I will keep trying.<\/p>\n
Another:<\/p>\n
I am not leaving you.<\/p>\n
Another:<\/p>\n
Please tell me yourself if you don't want contact. I will respect it, but I need to hear it from you.<\/p>\n
They had never been delivered.<\/p>\n
I photographed them.<\/p>\n
Then I found a printed email from Mark to Sarah.<\/p>\n
Stop contacting her. Your messages are causing measurable deterioration.<\/p>\n
Beneath it was another line.<\/p>\n
If you continue, I will seek further restrictions.<\/p>\n
I sat on Maya's bed.<\/p>\n
For three years, Mark had described Sarah as a mother who disappeared.<\/p>\n
The evidence showed a mother repeatedly trying to get through.<\/p>\n
My phone rang.<\/p>\n
Mark.<\/p>\n
I watched his name until the screen went dark.<\/p>\n
It rang again.<\/p>\n
This time I answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire.\u201d<\/p>\n
His relief sounded genuine.<\/p>\n
That was what made him dangerous.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, thank God. Where have you been?\u201d<\/p>\n
I said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs Maya with you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Then his tone changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is safe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know there is an open child-protection case.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another silence.<\/p>\n
Longer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho put that idea in your head?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire, listen to me carefully. Maya is not capable of understanding what's happening.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI watched her walk.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nothing moved in the house.<\/p>\n
I could hear only Mark breathing.<\/p>\n
I continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI heard her speak.\u201d<\/p>\n
His breathing changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI took her to a doctor.\u201d<\/p>\n
That did it.<\/p>\n
His voice lost warmth.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou had no authority to do that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou signed the authorization.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were authorized to continue her established care.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou authorized medical treatment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou do not understand her condition.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand what I saw.\u201d<\/p>\n
He exhaled slowly.<\/p>\n
When he spoke again, the tenderness returned.<\/p>\n
Manufactured or genuine, I could no longer tell.<\/p>\n
\u201cSweetheart, she's done this before.\u201d<\/p>\n
I gripped the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe has episodes where she's convinced she's recovered.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Exactly as Maya predicted.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe can sometimes force herself upright for short periods. Her doctors know about it. The danger is that she doesn't recognize her limitations.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe walked across a clinic.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAdrenaline.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe completed a neurological examination.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice softened further.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are being manipulated by a very sick child.\u201d<\/p>\n
For one second, the old reflex returned.<\/p>\n
Mark knew the history.<\/p>\n
Mark managed the specialists.<\/p>\n
Mark sounded calm.<\/p>\n
What if\u2014<\/p>\n
Then I looked down at the stolen emails from Sarah.<\/p>\n
At the photographs of the medication schedule.<\/p>\n
At the binder whose doctors had questioned him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He went quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said no.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPut Maya on.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe isn't here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me where she is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice became cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have one job right now. Bring my daughter home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe says your house isn't safe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe doesn't have the capacity to decide that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe says you're planning adult guardianship.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stopped speaking.<\/p>\n
The silence answered more than words could.<\/p>\n
Finally:<\/p>\n
\u201cShe needs guardianship.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe believes you'll use it to keep her trapped.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is insane.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have known this girl three years. I have raised her seventeen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd somehow I didn't know she could walk.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is episodically ambulatory.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd talk?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould she talk normally while I was living here?\u201d<\/p>\n
He did not answer directly.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe has variable function.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
For years, I might have accepted those words.<\/p>\n
Now they sounded engineered.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know she could speak in complete sentences?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer condition is complex.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's not an answer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI am not discussing her medical history while you're hysterical.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Not Maya this time.<\/p>\n
Me.<\/p>\n
The same method.<\/p>\n
Challenge his version, become irrational.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou should call your lawyer,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you should come home prepared to answer questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe're changing flights.\u201d<\/p>\n
My grip tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSoon.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then he hung up.<\/p>\n
I drove back to Sarah's with the photographs and the folder of intercepted messages.<\/p>\n
When Maya saw the emails from her mother, she cried without making a sound.<\/p>\n
Sarah sat beside her.<\/p>\n
I showed the medication schedule to the attorney by secure video call.<\/p>\n
Her expression became serious.<\/p>\n
\u201cPreserve the originals if possible.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey're still in the house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood. Don't alter anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Maya asked the question none of us wanted to hear.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen is Dad coming back?\u201d<\/p>\n
I showed her the final text Mark had sent after our call.<\/p>\n
FLIGHTS CHANGED. LANDING CLT TOMORROW MORNING.<\/p>\n
The color disappeared from her face.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe'll come here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sarah took her hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe won't take you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don't know him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know more now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if he convinces them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe won't erase what happened today.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe's convinced everyone before.\u201d<\/p>\n
I placed the clinic report beside her notebook.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen tomorrow he doesn't get one frightened girl alone in a room.\u201d<\/p>\n
I added Sarah's court files.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe gets your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
The photographs from his office.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe gets records.\u201d<\/p>\n
The investigator's card.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe gets the state.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya's hand still trembled.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you?\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought about the man whose bed I had shared, whose coffee I drank every morning, whose goodness I had defended without hesitation.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I met her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe gets me too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Outside, a plane crossed the dark sky toward Charlotte.<\/p>\n
Mark was coming home early.<\/p>\n
And for the first time since Maya had fallen ill, he was returning to a house where someone else already knew how his story had been built.<\/p>\n
For several seconds, the three of us stared at the message. CLAIRE. WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER? The capital letters felt like Mark standing in the room. Sarah spoke first. \u201cHow … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":11795,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11799","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\/11799","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=11799"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11799\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11846,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11799\/revisions\/11846"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/11795"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11799"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11799"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11799"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}