Daniel answered on the fourth ring.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello?\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice was deeper than I expected.<\/p>\n
I glanced at Maya.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs this Daniel Bennett?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy name is Nancy Whitaker.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Then, very quietly, \u201cGeorge\u2019s wife.\u201d<\/p>\n
The fact that he knew me without explanation sent a chill through me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs something wrong with Liam?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith Jessica?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen this is about Susan.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI found a letter George kept.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wondered if he ever told you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor contacting him instead of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer irritated me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you contact me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause at the time I didn\u2019t know how much was true, and George asked me not to alarm you until we could verify it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds like him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The familiarity in Daniel\u2019s voice made me understand they had spoken more than once.<\/p>\n
Maya opened her notebook.<\/p>\n
I asked Daniel whether we could meet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToday.\u201d<\/p>\n
He hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m two hours away.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can drive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I\u2019ll come to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause if you\u2019re calling me now, something has happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
I told him about the wedding charges.<\/p>\n
The old pharmacy transaction.<\/p>\n
Susan\u2019s reaction.<\/p>\n
Daniel became silent.<\/p>\n
Then he said, \u201cDo not tell Susan we spoke.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe already knows I heard your name.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s different.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause if she knows I\u2019m coming, she\u2019ll start preparing an explanation.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed despite myself.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe seems prepared already.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou haven\u2019t seen prepared.\u201d<\/p>\n
He arrived shortly after six.<\/p>\n
Daniel Bennett did not look like the villain Susan had described over the years.<\/p>\n
That surprised me enough that I immediately distrusted my own reaction.<\/p>\n
Villains rarely arrive wearing signs.<\/p>\n
He was in his early sixties, gray-haired, lean, and dressed in an ordinary dark jacket. He stood on my porch holding nothing but his phone and car keys.<\/p>\n
When I opened the door, he studied my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou look like George around the eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was an odd thing to say.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe would have hated that comparison.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe probably would.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya joined us in the living room.<\/p>\n
Daniel recognized her from photographs George had shown him.<\/p>\n
That unsettled her.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow well did you know my dad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot well at first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe met because Susan had access to something she shouldn\u2019t have.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went quiet.<\/p>\n
He sat.<\/p>\n
I remained standing.<\/p>\n
\u201cStart at the beginning.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel nodded.<\/p>\n
He and Susan had divorced after twenty-two years of marriage.<\/p>\n
According to Susan, Daniel had abandoned the family financially.<\/p>\n
His version was different.<\/p>\n
Their marriage had been unstable for years, but the final break came after he discovered Susan had used joint financial information to open credit lines he did not know existed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough to matter. Not enough to destroy us.\u201d<\/p>\n
That phrasing sounded familiar.<\/p>\n
I sat down.<\/p>\n
Daniel continued.<\/p>\n
Susan had always justified the spending.<\/p>\n
School needs.<\/p>\n
House repairs.<\/p>\n
Helping relatives.<\/p>\n
Jessica.<\/p>\n
Emergencies.<\/p>\n
Some expenses were legitimate.<\/p>\n
Others were personal.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was what made it difficult,\u201d he said. \u201cNothing was purely fabricated. She built questionable choices around real needs.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya asked about the pharmacy.<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s more complicated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDuring our marriage, my mother lived with us briefly after surgery.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt my shoulders tighten.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe had pain medication, blood-pressure medication, and sleeping tablets. Susan handled some of the pickups.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid something happen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother became confused several times. We assumed recovery was hard.\u201d<\/p>\n
He rubbed his hands together.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen one day I found an additional refill for a sedative her doctor had discontinued.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas Susan giving it to her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI never proved that.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence mattered.<\/p>\n
Daniel did not exaggerate.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said the refill had been automatic. The pharmacy said it had been requested.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone using our account information.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you report it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI confronted Susan.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe became furious that I suspected her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened to your mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe recovered after moving to my sister\u2019s house.\u201d<\/p>\n
No poisoning.<\/p>\n
No dramatic crime.<\/p>\n
Only access, blurred boundaries, unexplained medication, and uncertainty.<\/p>\n
Sometimes uncertainty was worse.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did George become involved?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked toward the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cJessica was dating Liam. Susan mentioned your family often.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat George was sick. That you were overwhelmed. That Liam would inherit eventually.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya\u2019s pen stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe spoke about money?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrequently.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt sick.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe barely knew us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knew enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel explained that he had grown alarmed after hearing Susan talk about helping with errands and prescriptions at our house.<\/p>\n
He did not know whether she had done anything wrong.<\/p>\n
He only knew her history.<\/p>\n
So he contacted George.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you get his number?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThrough Liam.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Maya.<\/p>\n
\u201cLiam knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I told Liam I wanted to ask George about a contractor. He gave me the number.\u201d<\/p>\n
Some relief.<\/p>\n
Not much.<\/p>\n
Daniel met George twice.<\/p>\n
The photograph in the envelope had been taken after their second meeting.<\/p>\n
\u201cI showed him financial records from my marriage,\u201d Daniel said. \u201cAnd pharmacy documents concerning my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he believe you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe believed enough to be cautious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t he tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said you were exhausted, he was sick, and he wanted facts before adding another fear to your life.\u201d<\/p>\n
That sounded exactly like George.<\/p>\n
It also made me angry with him.<\/p>\n
Love did not always justify secrecy.<\/p>\n
Maya asked the question that had been sitting between us.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Susan use Nancy\u2019s card four years ago?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould she have?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was good at collecting information indirectly. Saved cards, photographed numbers, remembered passwords.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought of the wedding.<\/p>\n
Liam\u2019s login.<\/p>\n
Jessica\u2019s access.<\/p>\n
Susan\u2019s purchases.<\/p>\n
The pattern was not proof, but it was familiar enough to frighten me.<\/p>\n
Daniel pulled out his phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cI still have copies of some things.\u201d<\/p>\n
He showed us old statements.<\/p>\n
A pharmacy transaction.<\/p>\n
A department store.<\/p>\n
Cash transfers.<\/p>\n
Online payments.<\/p>\n
Then he opened an email from Susan sent after their separation.<\/p>\n
Stop pretending every decision needs your approval. I did what the family required because somebody had to.<\/p>\n
I read it twice.<\/p>\n
The tone resembled the woman who had told me I was reducing everything to money.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much contact do you have with Jessica?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery little.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause she believes I abandoned them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why does she believe that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause after the divorce, Susan told her I chose money over family.\u201d<\/p>\n
The phrase struck me.<\/p>\n
Liam had used almost identical words two days earlier.<\/p>\n
You\u2019re choosing money over your son.<\/p>\n
Daniel saw my reaction.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said something similar to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He gave a tired nod.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe has a vocabulary for disagreement.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya asked why he was not invited to the wedding.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLiam sent an invitation months ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJessica said you weren\u2019t coming.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI declined after Susan called.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat my presence would upset Jessica and ruin the day.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you speak to Jessica?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I have spent years being told my attempts to contact her are selfish.\u201d<\/p>\n
His regret seemed real.<\/p>\n
I still did not know whether everything he said was true.<\/p>\n
But one fact could be verified quickly.<\/p>\n
\u201cShow me the invitation.\u201d<\/p>\n
He opened his email.<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
From Liam.<\/p>\n
A digital version and RSVP details.<\/p>\n
Maya photographed the screen.<\/p>\n
The wedding was no longer just exposing financial assumptions.<\/p>\n
It was revealing competing histories.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t George leave more details?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe called me once after our second meeting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLate December.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart beat harder.<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter the pharmacy charge?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know the exact date.\u201d<\/p>\n
I showed him.<\/p>\n
Daniel checked old records on his phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cTwo days after.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe asked whether Susan had ever used a private pharmacy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told him yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya stopped writing.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe sounded confused.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cConfused how?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe repeated himself. Asked the same question twice.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat happened sometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he mention medication?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said Nancy had found pills he didn\u2019t remember taking.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room seemed to shrink.<\/p>\n
I remembered pills.<\/p>\n
Not clearly.<\/p>\n
A bottle on the counter?<\/p>\n
A question from George?<\/p>\n
I pressed my fingers against my forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat pills?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he tell you to do anything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe asked me to send copies of my mother\u2019s pharmacy records.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo his email.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya was already standing.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, Dad\u2019s old email.\u201d<\/p>\n
I still had access.<\/p>\n
I had not opened it in years.<\/p>\n
The password was written in the estate file.<\/p>\n
We retrieved it.<\/p>\n
The inbox loaded slowly.<\/p>\n
Hundreds of old messages.<\/p>\n
Newsletters.<\/p>\n
Receipts.<\/p>\n
Family photographs.<\/p>\n
Medical notices.<\/p>\n
I searched Daniel\u2019s name.<\/p>\n
Seven emails appeared.<\/p>\n
My pulse climbed.<\/p>\n
One contained the records Daniel remembered sending.<\/p>\n
Another contained a message from George.<\/p>\n
Found an unfamiliar bottle. Nancy thinks it came from hospital. Hospital says no. Checking tomorrow.<\/p>\n
There was no next message.<\/p>\n
\u201cSearch Susan,\u201d Maya said.<\/p>\n
Three results.<\/p>\n
One was an ordinary dinner invitation from years earlier.<\/p>\n
One had no subject.<\/p>\n
The last was sent by George to himself.<\/p>\n
I opened it.<\/p>\n
A photograph filled the screen.<\/p>\n
A prescription bottle.<\/p>\n
The label was blurred but readable enough.<\/p>\n
The patient name was not George Whitaker.<\/p>\n
It was Eleanor Bennett.<\/p>\n
Daniel stood so abruptly the coffee table shook.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would your mother\u2019s prescription bottle be in Dad\u2019s house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I zoomed in.<\/p>\n
The medication was the same sedative Daniel had described.<\/p>\n
The bottle had been dispensed by the same private pharmacy.<\/p>\n
The same business tied to the mysterious card transaction.<\/p>\n
My stomach turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Eleanor ever visit our house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Susan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Daniel said quietly.<\/p>\n
We all knew the implication.<\/p>\n
None of us had proof of what Susan had done with the bottle.<\/p>\n
Maybe she carried it accidentally.<\/p>\n
Maybe George found it elsewhere.<\/p>\n
Maybe there was an explanation.<\/p>\n
But George had photographed it because he did not understand why it was there.<\/p>\n
Then he had died months later without resolving the question.<\/p>\n
I searched his drafts.<\/p>\n
One unsent message appeared.<\/p>\n
Addressed to Daniel.<\/p>\n
I found out how she got in. Liam gave Jessica the garage code months ago. Susan used it when Nancy was at an appointment with me. Need to change everything.<\/p>\n
Maya covered her mouth.<\/p>\n
I could barely hear myself.<\/p>\n
\u201cLiam gave Jessica our garage code.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe probably thought she was family,\u201d Maya whispered.<\/p>\n
I kept reading.<\/p>\n
George wrote that nothing obvious had been stolen.<\/p>\n
But papers on his desk had been disturbed.<\/p>\n
His insurance file had been moved.<\/p>\n
A credit-card statement was out of place.<\/p>\n
Then one final line.<\/p>\n
If I\u2019m wrong, I\u2019ll owe everyone an apology. If I\u2019m right, Susan has been studying us.<\/p>\n
Daniel looked away.<\/p>\n
I felt grief rise unexpectedly.<\/p>\n
Not for the money.<\/p>\n
For George.<\/p>\n
He had been sick, frightened, and quietly trying to protect me while I thought he was only worrying about treatment.<\/p>\n
I wondered whether he had died believing he had failed.<\/p>\n
Then my phone rang.<\/p>\n
Jessica.<\/p>\n
I answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cNancy, where is my father?\u201d<\/p>\n
No greeting.<\/p>\n
No hesitation.<\/p>\n
I looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow would I know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom says you contacted him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Susan had guessed.<\/p>\n
Or someone had told her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy does that bother her?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jessica\u2019s voice sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe lies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEverything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour parents\u2019 finances?\u201d<\/p>\n
A pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you asking that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I\u2019m discovering many things nobody thought I needed to know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jessica\u2019s breathing changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs he there?\u201d<\/p>\n
I did not answer.<\/p>\n
Then she said something unexpected.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou need to stay away from him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he\u2019s the reason my mother lost everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
I asked, \u201cJessica, have you ever seen the divorce records yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBank statements?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMedical records involving your grandmother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat medical records?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at me sharply.<\/p>\n
Jessica did not know.<\/p>\n
That much seemed genuine.<\/p>\n
Before I could continue, she said, \u201cMom told me Dad is trying to stop the wedding.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one is stopping you from marrying Liam.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are if you take away the venue.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe venue is not the marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s easy for you to say.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt should be easy for you too.\u201d<\/p>\n
She started crying.<\/p>\n
Not theatrically.<\/p>\n
Not angrily.<\/p>\n
She sounded frightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy whole life, Dad disappears when things matter. Now he shows up right before my wedding and suddenly everybody believes him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I glanced at Daniel.<\/p>\n
His face had collapsed inward.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know what I believe yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen please don\u2019t trust him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to trust records.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jessica hung up.<\/p>\n
Daniel sat silently.<\/p>\n
Maya closed George\u2019s email.<\/p>\n
For several minutes nobody spoke.<\/p>\n
Then Daniel said, \u201cShe sounds just like Susan when she\u2019s scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not turn your daughter into your ex-wife.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d<\/p>\n
That mattered to me.<\/p>\n
I gathered the records.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need to verify the prescription bottle.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel asked how.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe pharmacy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt changed ownership.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRecords may still exist.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if they don\u2019t?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen we keep going.\u201d<\/p>\n
Because the mystery had changed again.<\/p>\n
We were no longer asking whether Susan had used my card.<\/p>\n
We were asking why a prescription written for Daniel\u2019s mother had ended up inside my house while George was sick.<\/p>\n
And whether the answer involved negligence, manipulation, theft\u2014<\/p>\n
or something none of us wanted to name.<\/p>\n
Daniel answered on the fourth ring. \u201cHello?\u201d His voice was deeper than I expected. I glanced at Maya. \u201cIs this Daniel Bennett?\u201d \u201cYes.\u201d \u201cMy name is Nancy Whitaker.\u201d Silence. Then, … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2626,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2632","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\/2632","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=2632"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2632\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2664,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2632\/revisions\/2664"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2626"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2632"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2632"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2632"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}