I stared at Maya.<\/p>\n
\u201cSay that again.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe certificate recovered from Vale\u2019s archive identifies Arthur Hayes as the father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m telling you what the document says, not what I believe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe have DNA.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMichael is my biological father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen the certificate is false.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlmost certainly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Almost.<\/p>\n
I hated the word.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Thomas put Dad\u2019s name there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need the original file.\u201d<\/p>\n
Police would not immediately release evidence.<\/p>\n
Maya obtained a description.<\/p>\n
The certificate appeared to be an unofficial hospital copy rather than a state-issued record.<\/p>\n
Caroline\u2019s name was correct.<\/p>\n
Mine appeared as Daniel Whitmore.<\/p>\n
Father:<\/p>\n
Arthur Hayes.<\/p>\n
Dad was horrified.<\/p>\n
\u201cI never signed.\u201d<\/p>\n
We were in his kitchen.<\/p>\n
He struck the table with his palm.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNever.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe you.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at Caroline.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael stood near the doorway.<\/p>\n
His jaw was tight.<\/p>\n
The document created no biological uncertainty.<\/p>\n
DNA had settled that.<\/p>\n
But it raised a different question.<\/p>\n
Why connect Dad to Caroline before the adoption?<\/p>\n
Maya believed it might have been part of Thomas\u2019s contingency plan.<\/p>\n
If authorities investigated, Arthur could be portrayed as the biological father rather than a stranger given an infant through fraudulent documents.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat would make him easier to blame,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad muttered something unprintable about Thomas.<\/p>\n
Caroline had been quiet since hearing about the certificate.<\/p>\n
Too quiet.<\/p>\n
I noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCaroline.\u201d<\/p>\n
She glanced at Dad.<\/p>\n
Then Michael.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere was a reason my father knew Arthur.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWork.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline folded her hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father mentioned you before Ethan was born.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou did repair work at our house once.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad thought.<\/p>\n
\u201cRoof.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked between them.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou met before the hospital?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot really.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline gave him a sad smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou probably wouldn\u2019t remember me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
That surprised her.<\/p>\n
Dad pointed vaguely toward his hair.<\/p>\n
\u201cRed coat.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI had a red coat.\u201d<\/p>\n
The moment was harmless.<\/p>\n
Human.<\/p>\n
Then her expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father noticed you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you were good with children.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy cousin brought her little boy over. You fixed something on his bicycle while you were waiting for materials.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad shrugged.<\/p>\n
\u201cKid asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father remembered.\u201d<\/p>\n
The realization settled.<\/p>\n
Thomas had identified Dad as a potential caretaker before the accident.<\/p>\n
Maybe before I was born.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s why he chose you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked sick.<\/p>\n
Caroline continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s more.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael straightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn't tell you because I didn\u2019t know whether it mattered.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat didn't you tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I found out I was pregnant, my father asked whether Arthur could be the father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad nearly choked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told him no.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would he ask that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Arthur had been at the house several times.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad shook his head furiously.<\/p>\n
\u201cWork.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNever touched you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, Arthur.\u201d<\/p>\n
She turned to me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father was already searching for another explanation.\u201d<\/p>\n
A respectable young worker.<\/p>\n
Unmarried.<\/p>\n
No scandalous affair.<\/p>\n
Thomas may initially have considered falsely attributing the pregnancy to Dad.<\/p>\n
Then the birth happened.<\/p>\n
The accident created a different opportunity.<\/p>\n
The fake certificate was probably prepared as insurance.<\/p>\n
Maya nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf anyone challenged the placement, Thomas could claim Arthur was actually the biological father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad stared at his hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo he planned everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot everything,\u201d Maya said. \u201cBut he prepared multiple stories.\u201d<\/p>\n
That explained why the archive contained contradictory documents.<\/p>\n
Thomas and Pike had built alternatives.<\/p>\n
If one lie failed, another could replace it.<\/p>\n
Michael paced.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Vale kept all of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy help Nathan?\u201d<\/p>\n
Money was one possibility.<\/p>\n
But Jessica offered another.<\/p>\n
During a formal interview, she told investigators that Vale had approached Nathan first.<\/p>\n
Nathan did not randomly discover the trust.<\/p>\n
Vale guided him toward it.<\/p>\n
I felt the floor shift again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya read from her notes.<\/p>\n
\u201cVale had been administering certain trust-related legal matters. He knew the beneficiary deadline was approaching.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf no beneficiary was verified by thirty-five, the property would transfer to Thomas\u2019s named charitable foundation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho controlled the foundation?\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cRobert Vale was one of three directors.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
If I never appeared, Vale\u2019s foundation gained control of property worth millions.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why help Nathan find me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline asked.<\/p>\n
Maya turned another page.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause the foundation had financial problems.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat still doesn't make sense.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt does if Vale believed Nathan could obtain control of Ethan\u2019s interest and sell the property quickly.\u201d<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
Vale did not want the land trapped in a failing foundation.<\/p>\n
He wanted a liquid transaction.<\/p>\n
Nathan wanted money.<\/p>\n
Jessica could get close to me.<\/p>\n
Everyone\u2019s interests temporarily aligned.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much would Vale get?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
The investigation found communications suggesting a private sale had already been discussed.<\/p>\n
A development company wanted the land.<\/p>\n
The proposed price was 3.1 million.<\/p>\n
Higher than Maya\u2019s initial estimate.<\/p>\n
Nathan expected a large share.<\/p>\n
Vale expected fees and undisclosed compensation.<\/p>\n
Jessica\u2019s role was to get me verified and persuade me to liquidate.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if I refused?\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya looked uncomfortable.<\/p>\n
\u201cJessica says Nathan planned to use the forged power of attorney.\u201d<\/p>\n
My anger became cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey never needed my agreement.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey preferred it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut they had a backup.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cJail.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor Nathan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll.\u201d<\/p>\n
He pointed toward Maya\u2019s paperwork.<\/p>\n
\u201cPut all jail.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll let the prosecutors handle that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad grumbled.<\/p>\n
He preferred simpler systems of justice.<\/p>\n
Later that afternoon, Maya received authorization to show us digital copies of several seized documents.<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
The false birth certificate.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s name typed neatly beneath Caroline\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Below it was another page.<\/p>\n
A memo from Gerald Pike.<\/p>\n
It described the \u201cHayes alternative.\u201d<\/p>\n
If Michael Grant pursued custody, Pike proposed presenting Arthur as Caroline\u2019s undisclosed second relationship.<\/p>\n
Michael\u2019s claim could then be challenged.<\/p>\n
Thomas had prepared to destroy Caroline\u2019s reputation further if necessary.<\/p>\n
Michael read the memo.<\/p>\n
His face turned red.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe would have called her promiscuous.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline stared at the paper.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe already called me worse.\u201d<\/p>\n
I touched her hand.<\/p>\n
She squeezed mine.<\/p>\n
Another file contained Thomas\u2019s instructions concerning the grave.<\/p>\n
Another contained payments to Elaine.<\/p>\n
Another documented money paid to hospital administrators.<\/p>\n
The conspiracy was larger than one nurse and one attorney.<\/p>\n
Some participants probably never understood the full scheme.<\/p>\n
They signed forms.<\/p>\n
Changed entries.<\/p>\n
Accepted favors.<\/p>\n
Looked away.<\/p>\n
That was how terrible things became institutional.<\/p>\n
Not everyone needed to know the whole lie.<\/p>\n
They only needed to perform one small dishonest act.<\/p>\n
Then Maya opened a scanned handwritten note.<\/p>\n
Caroline froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
She took the tablet.<\/p>\n
The note was addressed to Michael.<\/p>\n
It had been written shortly before her accident.<\/p>\n
Michael read over her shoulder.<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI never got this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI never sent it.\u201d<\/p>\n
The note said Caroline had decided to leave home.<\/p>\n
She planned to take me.<\/p>\n
She asked Michael to meet her at a motel outside town after his shift.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were leaving your father?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Thomas know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya pointed toward the file label.<\/p>\n
The note had been recovered from Caroline\u2019s hospital belongings after the accident.<\/p>\n
Thomas found it.<\/p>\n
That may have been the trigger.<\/p>\n
He realized Caroline intended to leave with me and Michael.<\/p>\n
The accident gave him the chance to prevent it permanently.<\/p>\n
Michael sat down.<\/p>\n
\u201cI waited that night.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt the motel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou went?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor six hours.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face crumpled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was unconscious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas had told Michael Caroline changed her mind.<\/p>\n
Then, days later, told him the baby had died.<\/p>\n
One intercepted letter had redirected three lives.<\/p>\n
Caroline cried quietly.<\/p>\n
Michael did not touch her until she reached for his hand first.<\/p>\n
I looked away.<\/p>\n
Some moments did not belong to me, even when my life had caused them.<\/p>\n
Maya continued through the archive.<\/p>\n
One final item was missing.<\/p>\n
Gerald Pike\u2019s index listed an audio recording.<\/p>\n
Meeting: T.W.\/R.V.\/G.P.<\/p>\n
Thomas Whitmore.<\/p>\n
Robert Vale.<\/p>\n
Gerald Pike.<\/p>\n
The date was twenty years after my birth.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was the meeting about?\u201d<\/p>\n
The index gave only a code.<\/p>\n
B35.<\/p>\n
Beneficiary thirty-five.<\/p>\n
The trust deadline.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s the recording?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot in the seized archive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVale took it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Police were searching.<\/p>\n
That evening Jessica\u2019s attorney contacted Maya again.<\/p>\n
Jessica claimed she knew where the recording was.<\/p>\n
Of course she did.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does she want?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA cooperation agreement.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan she get one?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's for prosecutors.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does she say is on the tape?\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAccording to Jessica, it explains why Thomas chose age thirty-five.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought it was just a deadline.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happens at thirty-five?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe won't say without an agreement.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt anger rise.<\/p>\n
Then Maya\u2019s phone rang.<\/p>\n
She answered.<\/p>\n
Listened.<\/p>\n
Her expression changed.<\/p>\n
After hanging up, she looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cPolice found Vale.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt a private storage facility.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith the tape?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey believe so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid they arrest him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the recording?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey recovered a cassette matching Pike\u2019s index.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked at me from across the kitchen.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can\u2019t yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
He glared.<\/p>\n
Maya almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt has to be processed as evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad muttered.<\/p>\n
The wait lasted two days.<\/p>\n
Then Maya called us to her office.<\/p>\n
Dad came despite my objections.<\/p>\n
Caroline sat beside me.<\/p>\n
Michael sat beside her.<\/p>\n
Maya placed a digital copy of the recovered recording on the conference-room screen.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis was made fourteen years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
She pressed play.<\/p>\n
Gerald Pike spoke first.<\/p>\n
Then Thomas.<\/p>\n
Then a younger Robert Vale.<\/p>\n
They discussed the trust.<\/p>\n
Thomas sounded ill.<\/p>\n
Pike asked why he insisted on the beneficiary\u2019s thirty-fifth birthday.<\/p>\n
Thomas answered:<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause if Ethan reaches thirty-five without learning the truth, Arthur gets the land.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad stood so quickly his chair struck the wall.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
The recording continued.<\/p>\n
Vale asked whether Arthur knew.<\/p>\n
Thomas said no.<\/p>\n
Pike asked why Arthur should receive anything.<\/p>\n
Thomas\u2019s answer silenced the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he did what none of us did. He put the boy first.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Dad.<\/p>\n
His face had gone white.<\/p>\n
Then Thomas added one final condition.<\/p>\n
If I discovered the truth before thirty-five and rejected Arthur as my father, the trust would transfer entirely to me.<\/p>\n
But if I acknowledged Arthur voluntarily after learning everything, Arthur would become co-beneficiary.<\/p>\n
Dad stared at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The recording kept playing.<\/p>\n
Thomas had built his final judgment into the trust.<\/p>\n
Not biology.<\/p>\n
Not paperwork.<\/p>\n
Choice.<\/p>\n
For the first time in my life, the question that frightened Dad when I was six had returned in legal form.<\/p>\n
Would I still choose him after knowing he had not been born my father?<\/p>\n
Dad shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo money.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis isn't about money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSay no.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYours.\u201d<\/p>\n
He pointed toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll yours.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
For thirty-four years, other people had decided who my parents were, what I should know, where I should live, and which relationships I was allowed to have.<\/p>\n
Thomas had even tried to control my final judgment from beyond the grave.<\/p>\n
I walked to Dad.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don't get to decide this one for me either.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes filled.<\/p>\n
I put my hand on his shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou asked me when I was six whether I understood you would always be my father.\u201d<\/p>\n
He shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI asked you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen listen to my answer now.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room became completely silent.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur Hayes is my father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Caroline is my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
She began crying.<\/p>\n
\u201cMichael is my biological father, and I want the chance to know him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael lowered his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNone of those truths cancel the others.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad tried to speak.<\/p>\n
I stopped him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo more people deciding family has room for only one truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya quietly turned off the recording.<\/p>\n
For the first time since this began, I felt something stronger than anger.<\/p>\n
Choice.<\/p>\n
Mine.<\/p>\n
Then her computer chimed.<\/p>\n
She glanced at the screen.<\/p>\n
Her expression immediately hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe trust administrator just received another filing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom Nathan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVale?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen who?\u201d<\/p>\n
She turned the screen toward me.<\/p>\n
Someone had submitted a challenge to my beneficiary status.<\/p>\n
The petitioner claimed Thomas Whitmore\u2019s trust had been created with illegally concealed assets and therefore could not lawfully pass to me or Arthur.<\/p>\n
The filing included decades-old financial records from Whitmore Building Supply.<\/p>\n
Michael stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy ledgers.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya nodded.<\/p>\n
Someone had copied them.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho filed it?\u201d<\/p>\n
She scrolled to the signature page.<\/p>\n
The petitioner was a woman whose name I had never heard.<\/p>\n
Patricia Grant.<\/p>\n
Michael stared at the screen.<\/p>\n
Caroline looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrant?\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael did not answer.<\/p>\n
His face told me before his mouth did.<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is Patricia?\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at Maya. \u201cSay that again.\u201d \u201cThe certificate recovered from Vale\u2019s archive identifies Arthur Hayes as the father.\u201d \u201cNo.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m telling you what the document says, not what I … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1675,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1687","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\/1687","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=1687"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1687\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1711,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1687\/revisions\/1711"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/1675"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1687"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1687"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1687"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}