Rain had already started when Eric reached the cemetery.<\/p>\n
He arrived alone in a stolen sedan.<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s instructions had been precise.<\/p>\n
No phone.<\/p>\n
No federal agents.<\/p>\n
No tracking devices.<\/p>\n
Eric obeyed most of them.<\/p>\n
Not because he trusted Vale.<\/p>\n
Because the photograph sent with the instructions showed Lena tied to a chair.<\/p>\n
Alive.<\/p>\n
A digital clock beside her counted down from three hours.<\/p>\n
Eric had no idea what happened when it reached zero.<\/p>\n
He was not willing to find out.<\/p>\n
Maya\u2019s grave stood beneath a maple tree near the back fence.<\/p>\n
The stone was small.<\/p>\n
MAYA ELIZABETH ROWAN.<\/p>\n
BELOVED DAUGHTER.<\/p>\n
Eric stopped.<\/p>\n
Rowan.<\/p>\n
Lena\u2019s maiden name.<\/p>\n
His sister had lived eight years under a name he never knew.<\/p>\n
He crouched.<\/p>\n
Rain collected on the carved letters.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
He had no idea what else to say.<\/p>\n
A voice behind him answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe never blamed you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric turned.<\/p>\n
Nathan Vale stood twenty feet away.<\/p>\n
No weapon visible.<\/p>\n
Dark coat.<\/p>\n
Gray at the temples.<\/p>\n
Calm.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t get to tell me what my sister thought.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cFair.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Lena?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSafe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShow me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale held up a tablet.<\/p>\n
Live video.<\/p>\n
Lena sat inside what appeared to be a small medical office.<\/p>\n
Hands free now.<\/p>\n
A woman brought her water.<\/p>\n
Eric stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s not tied.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was never tied.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric looked at Vale.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe photo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStaged.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rage surged through him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou manipulated me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric stepped forward.<\/p>\n
Vale did not move.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Lena help you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause she wants this finished.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo do I.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. You want me arrested.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat would be a start.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale glanced toward Maya\u2019s grave.<\/p>\n
\u201cArresting people will not remove the vector from Sophie.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric stopped.<\/p>\n
Vale had chosen the only argument that mattered.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour cells.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou already know they protect healthy tissue.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can study the data.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cData is not enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have my blood from NorthStar.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOld samples.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s expression sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe regulatory population changed after Sophie\u2019s treatment.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExposure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer circulating vector signals.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric realized.<\/p>\n
During Sophie\u2019s therapy, he had donated blood.<\/p>\n
He had been close to her.<\/p>\n
His immune system may have responded again.<\/p>\n
Vale believed Eric\u2019s current cells were more protective than previous samples.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to harvest me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBlood and marrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale looked toward the grave.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya died because we did not have this mechanism.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou mean because Samuel delayed treatment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always do that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTurn murder into a technical problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s expression tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am not Samuel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. He admits what he did now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think remorse changes history?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why protect him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are protecting his work.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m protecting Sophie.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey are the same thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale seemed genuinely disappointed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey could be.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
The belief beneath everything.<\/p>\n
Vale did not see Sophie as separate from the science.<\/p>\n
To him, saving her and proving the system were one outcome.<\/p>\n
Eric understood why argument had failed for years.<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s moral language contained no individual people.<\/p>\n
Only future populations.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou kidnapped Mateo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI prevented NorthStar\u2019s failed protocol from killing him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou took him from his parents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd returned him alive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou planned to experiment on him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI administered a reversal intervention that worked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWithout consent.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConsent structures were built for ordinary medicine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sentence should terrify you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s face remained calm.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt used to.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric understood then.<\/p>\n
Vale had once known where the line was.<\/p>\n
He had crossed it so often that he now mistook distance for progress.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Lena?\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale handed him an address.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is waiting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy isn\u2019t she here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause this is between us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. You made it between everybody.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cEric, I need your cells. You need Orpheus stabilized for Sophie. We can help each other.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t trust you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou should not.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer stopped him.<\/p>\n
Vale continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you can trust incentives.\u201d<\/p>\n
He wanted a viable sample from Eric.<\/p>\n
In return, he would provide the full Orpheus manufacturing protocol.<\/p>\n
Not Samuel\u2019s old version.<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s newer one.<\/p>\n
The version tested against the same receptor system Sophie carried.<\/p>\n
Eric\u2019s pulse accelerated.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes it work?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn models.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHumans?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen it is another experiment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
At least he was not pretending otherwise.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Sophie need it if her tumor is shrinking?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause SV-2A is still in her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric knew.<\/p>\n
The activator\u2019s long-term effects remained uncertain.<\/p>\n
Even if Kevin disappeared, Sophie could potentially develop receptor-driven abnormalities later.<\/p>\n
Orpheus might permanently shut down the engineered system.<\/p>\n
Or it might create new damage.<\/p>\n
Vale believed the platform needed completion.<\/p>\n
Eric believed Sophie needed a future in which doctors were not constantly waiting for the next artificial disease.<\/p>\n
That overlap made Vale dangerous.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much marrow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMinimal.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric looked at the road.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou expect me to get in a car with you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale pointed toward a small maintenance building near the cemetery.<\/p>\n
Medical equipment waited inside.<\/p>\n
Portable.<\/p>\n
Sterile.<\/p>\n
Prepared.<\/p>\n
Eric almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou planned a bone-marrow collection in a cemetery.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe location was emotionally effective.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric punched him.<\/p>\n
Vale fell.<\/p>\n
Hard.<\/p>\n
Eric stood over him, breathing heavily.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was for saying that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale touched blood at his lip.<\/p>\n
He smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cSamuel never hit me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not Samuel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale sat up.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is why Sophie may live.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before Eric could respond, vehicles approached.<\/p>\n
Too many.<\/p>\n
Federal agents.<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou brought them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen Lena did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale stood.<\/p>\n
Bell\u2019s voice carried through the rain.<\/p>\n
\u201cFBI! Hands where we can see them!\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale looked toward the trees.<\/p>\n
Eric stepped between him and the path.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale glanced at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think I\u2019m going to shoot my way out?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think you\u2019ve made enough bad decisions.\u201d<\/p>\n
For one moment, Eric thought Vale might surrender.<\/p>\n
Then an explosion sounded from the cemetery entrance.<\/p>\n
Not large.<\/p>\n
Smoke erupted.<\/p>\n
Agents shouted.<\/p>\n
Vale ran.<\/p>\n
Eric grabbed his coat.<\/p>\n
They both fell.<\/p>\n
Vale struck him.<\/p>\n
Eric held on.<\/p>\n
Another figure emerged from the maintenance building.<\/p>\n
Melissa Grant.<\/p>\n
She sprayed something toward Eric.<\/p>\n
His eyes burned.<\/p>\n
He released Vale.<\/p>\n
Grant dragged Vale toward the rear fence.<\/p>\n
Federal agents closed in.<\/p>\n
A shot cracked.<\/p>\n
Grant fell.<\/p>\n
Vale stopped.<\/p>\n
He looked at her.<\/p>\n
Then at Bell advancing through the smoke.<\/p>\n
For the first time, Vale seemed uncertain.<\/p>\n
Eric shouted.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s over.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale looked toward Maya\u2019s grave.<\/p>\n
Something in him broke.<\/p>\n
He raised his hands.<\/p>\n
Bell reached him.<\/p>\n
Nathan Vale was handcuffed beside the grave of the child whose death had helped create his obsession.<\/p>\n
Eric sat in the wet grass.<\/p>\n
His eyes still burned.<\/p>\n
Bell crouched beside him.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you hurt?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou punched him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was stupid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cLena called us.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe agreed to stage the photograph because Vale promised access to his Orpheus records.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe used me too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
A vehicle pulled into the cemetery.<\/p>\n
Lena stepped out under federal escort.<\/p>\n
Eric stood.<\/p>\n
For several seconds they simply looked at each other.<\/p>\n
Then Lena crossed the wet grass and hugged him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor which part?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
He held her.<\/p>\n
\u201cSame.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale watched from beside Bell.<\/p>\n
Samuel arrived later under heavy guard because Bell believed confronting Vale about the Orpheus protocol might save time.<\/p>\n
The two men faced each other across an interview table.<\/p>\n
Samuel spoke first.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou turned children into validation tools.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou taught me how.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI taught you wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou decided that after Maya.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou only discovered ethics when the cost became personal.\u201d<\/p>\n
Samuel flinched.<\/p>\n
Vale leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cI learned the opposite lesson.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is obvious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya died because you stopped halfway.\u201d<\/p>\n
Samuel stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Maya died because I refused to stop.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s certainty flickered.<\/p>\n
Samuel continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI saw data instead of a child.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric watched through the glass.<\/p>\n
For once, his father sounded like a man rather than an argument.<\/p>\n
Vale looked away.<\/p>\n
Bell asked about Orpheus.<\/p>\n
Vale resisted.<\/p>\n
Then Lena entered.<\/p>\n
She placed Maya\u2019s photograph on the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook at her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale did not.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook.\u201d<\/p>\n
He did.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was eight,\u201d Lena said.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe liked strawberries and hated socks with seams.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s expression tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe drew horses badly and insisted they were good.\u201d<\/p>\n
He closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was not your failed phase.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was not Samuel\u2019s failure either.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale looked at Samuel.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was my daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lena leaned closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Sophie is Claire\u2019s daughter. Mateo belongs to himself. Abigail belongs to herself. Every child you turned into a subject was already a whole person before your science noticed them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
Not redemption.<\/p>\n
But fracture.<\/p>\n
Bell asked again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is the Orpheus protocol?\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cIn three encrypted repositories.\u201d<\/p>\n
Samuel laughed once.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vale gave the access structure.<\/p>\n
Two repositories were cloud-based.<\/p>\n
One physical.<\/p>\n
Bell asked location.<\/p>\n
Vale looked at Eric.<\/p>\n
\u201cNorthStar headquarters.\u201d<\/p>\n
The supposedly ordinary corporate offices.<\/p>\n
All this time, the final archive had been inside the company everyone was already investigating.<\/p>\n
Bell\u2019s team obtained it.<\/p>\n
Dr. Shah began immediate review.<\/p>\n
The revised Orpheus system was real.<\/p>\n
Incomplete.<\/p>\n
Risky.<\/p>\n
But more advanced than Samuel\u2019s version.<\/p>\n
It contained safety controls Samuel had never designed.<\/p>\n
Some came from Abigail\u2019s treatment.<\/p>\n
Some from Mateo\u2019s rescue response.<\/p>\n
Others from Vale\u2019s own work.<\/p>\n
Science built out of harm.<\/p>\n
Useful despite its origin.<\/p>\n
That truth remained uncomfortable.<\/p>\n
Sophie\u2019s next MRI showed further improvement.<\/p>\n
The tumor had shrunk to less than twenty percent of its original volume.<\/p>\n
Dr. Shah believed no immediate second cellular infusion was necessary.<\/p>\n
Claire nearly collapsed from relief.<\/p>\n
Sophie asked the obvious question.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I go home?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow not yet?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA few more days.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s forever.\u201d<\/p>\n
But she smiled.<\/p>\n
Then Bell told them Vale was finally in secure federal custody.<\/p>\n
No escape.<\/p>\n
No mysterious transfer.<\/p>\n
No compromised guard.<\/p>\n
Sophie looked suspicious.<\/p>\n
\u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPromise?\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cI promise we are treating his custody like he has escaped twice before.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBetter.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric returned that evening.<\/p>\n
Sophie crossed her arms when he entered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou left.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou promised.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBad Eric.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at him.<\/p>\n
Then held out her arms.<\/p>\n
He hugged her.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t do it again.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll try.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Promise.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric looked at Claire.<\/p>\n
Then Daniel.<\/p>\n
Then Sophie.<\/p>\n
\u201cI promise I won\u2019t disappear because I think protecting you means deciding everything alone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sophie considered.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s weirdly specific.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m learning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
She accepted it.<\/p>\n
Later, Dr. Shah entered carrying the first complete Orpheus review.<\/p>\n
The reversal system might one day help Sophie permanently silence the vector.<\/p>\n
But not now.<\/p>\n
Her body needed recovery.<\/p>\n
Her cancer treatment needed completion.<\/p>\n
There was no medical reason to rush another dangerous experimental intervention.<\/p>\n
Claire looked toward Samuel.<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWait.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was the first time he had recommended patience when data tempted him forward.<\/p>\n
Sophie noticed too.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandpa learned something.\u201d<\/p>\n
Samuel almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cLate.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery.\u201d<\/p>\n
He accepted that.<\/p>\n
Then Bell arrived with one final piece from Vale\u2019s seized archives.<\/p>\n
A file named ORIGIN.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s face changed when he saw it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Bell opened the document.<\/p>\n
The Hale family mutation had not first been identified in Eric.<\/p>\n
Or Samuel.<\/p>\n
Or Maya.<\/p>\n
It had been documented decades earlier.<\/p>\n
In Samuel\u2019s father.<\/p>\n
A man Samuel had always said died of cancer.<\/p>\n
Bell looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat part is true.\u201d<\/p>\n
Samuel nodded.<\/p>\n
But the file contained something else.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s father had not merely been a patient.<\/p>\n
He had been enrolled in an early military genetic-effects study after chemical exposure.<\/p>\n
The mutation may not have originated naturally in the Hale family at all.<\/p>\n
Eric stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou spent your whole life trying to fix something someone else may have caused.\u201d<\/p>\n
Samuel looked at the record.<\/p>\n
For the first time, his obsession had a beginning older than himself.<\/p>\n
Claire saw the danger instantly.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not turn this into an excuse.\u201d<\/p>\n
Samuel looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI won\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sophie leaned back against the pillows.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan our family stop finding secret experiments now?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI strongly support this proposal.\u201d<\/p>\n
No one knew yet whether the oldest revelation mattered medically.<\/p>\n
But it changed Samuel.<\/p>\n
The curse he believed he had inherited naturally might itself have come from another generation of researchers who valued knowledge over consent.<\/p>\n
The pattern had repeated through him.<\/p>\n
Then Vale.<\/p>\n
And almost through Sophie.<\/p>\n
Unless they stopped it.<\/p>\n
This time, they intended to.<\/p>\n
Rain had already started when Eric reached the cemetery. He arrived alone in a stolen sedan. Vale\u2019s instructions had been precise. No phone. No federal agents. No tracking devices. Eric … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":12011,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12030","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\/12030","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=12030"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12030\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12077,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12030\/revisions\/12077"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12011"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12030"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12030"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12030"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}