Daniel held the blue ledger as though it weighed far more than a book its size should.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stared at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy daughter had that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe bought Evelyn\u2019s charity box.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou said Rachel never knew who I was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s face crumpled at the distinction.<\/p>\n
Rachel had unknowingly purchased a box donated by her own biological mother, filled with objects once owned by the grandmother who had arranged her adoption and then watched her life from a distance.<\/p>\n
Daniel ran his thumb over the worn blue cover.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother liked old books. She paid twenty-eight dollars for the whole box.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen did you realize what this was?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter she died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were what, twelve?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEleven.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou understood a coded financial ledger at eleven?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understood that Grandma Evelyn wanted it back.\u201d<\/p>\n
That stopped everyone.<\/p>\n
Dad frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour mother knew Evelyn?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRachel knew Evelyn was her grandmother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. She thought Evelyn was an older woman from church who took an interest in us.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
Even after giving Rachel away, Evelyn had found a way back into her life.<\/p>\n
Daniel continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn came to our house twice after the auction. The second time, she asked about the blue book.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Rachel say?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she had thrown it away.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas looked at the ledger.<\/p>\n
\u201cClearly she hadn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy lie?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel opened the back cover.<\/p>\n
Inside, in faded pencil, Rachel had written a sentence.<\/p>\n
THE WOMAN FROM CHURCH IS AFRAID OF THIS BOOK.<\/p>\n
Michael read it over his shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cRachel noticed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe noticed everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s voice softened for the first time.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was like that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca took another step toward him, then stopped herself.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was she like?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at her.<\/p>\n
I expected him to refuse.<\/p>\n
Instead he answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe sang when she cooked. Badly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom\u2019s mouth trembled.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hated thunderstorms but loved snow. She read mysteries backward when she got impatient.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca made a tiny sound.<\/p>\n
Daniel continued because perhaps some part of him understood that withholding Rachel now would repeat Evelyn\u2019s cruelty.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe worked at a library. She kept every birthday card anyone gave her. She couldn\u2019t keep plants alive.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom laughed through her tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cI kill plants.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s expression shifted.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was almost a joke.<\/p>\n
Almost.<\/p>\n
Then he closed the ledger.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut she also became frightened during the last year of her life.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause of this?\u201d Michael asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel had found notes hidden among Rachel\u2019s papers after her death.<\/p>\n
At eleven, he understood very little.<\/p>\n
His adoptive father had already died from illness two years earlier. After Rachel\u2019s crash, Daniel went to live with her closest friend and later attended boarding school through a fund Evelyn quietly financed.<\/p>\n
He kept the blue ledger because his mother had told him one thing before she died.<\/p>\n
Never give this book to the woman from church.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she mean Evelyn?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe never explained.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas held out his hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cMay I?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel hesitated, then gave him the ledger.<\/p>\n
Thomas opened it carefully.<\/p>\n
The pages were dense with dates, initials, property codes, dollar amounts, and arrows connecting transactions.<\/p>\n
Eleanor would need days to interpret it properly.<\/p>\n
Thomas needed less.<\/p>\n
He pointed to one recurring mark.<\/p>\n
\u201cCV.\u201d<\/p>\n
Charles Vane.<\/p>\n
Another.<\/p>\n
\u201cEM.\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn Montgomery.<\/p>\n
Then one that appeared repeatedly beside early transactions.<\/p>\n
\u201cRC.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca Carter.<\/p>\n
Mom stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were involved before we married?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook at the dates.\u201d<\/p>\n
The earliest RC entries were from when Rebecca was sixteen.<\/p>\n
Before Charles became her lover.<\/p>\n
Before Rachel was born.<\/p>\n
Before Dad.<\/p>\n
Rebecca read one amount.<\/p>\n
\u201cFive hundred dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then another.<\/p>\n
\u201cSeven hundred.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know what these are.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cBookkeeping payments.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor Evelyn?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor my father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire had described Rebecca keeping their father\u2019s accounts as a teenager.<\/p>\n
Mom turned pages quickly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThese aren\u2019t fraudulent transfers. These are payments Dad gave me for helping with his business.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why are they in Evelyn\u2019s ledger?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca stopped.<\/p>\n
Nobody knew.<\/p>\n
Daniel removed a folded sheet from the ledger\u2019s back pocket.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother wondered the same thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel had written questions beside several entries.<\/p>\n
Who is RC?<\/p>\n
Why did Evelyn pay RC before knowing Rebecca?<\/p>\n
Why do the Carter accounts appear inside Montgomery records?<\/p>\n
Dad stared at Rebecca.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour families knew each other before us?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re sure?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI met Evelyn after I started dating you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael took the book.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe Evelyn knew your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe never mentioned her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire whispered, \u201cHe wouldn\u2019t have.\u201d<\/p>\n
We turned.<\/p>\n
She had come down from the house with Nora.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked at Rebecca.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad knew Evelyn.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI found letters after he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never told me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were already controlling everything by then.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat letters?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBusiness letters.\u201d<\/p>\n
Their father, Henry Carter, had invested money with Evelyn years before Rebecca met Arthur.<\/p>\n
The connection between the families had not begun with marriage.<\/p>\n
It began with money.<\/p>\n
Of course it had.<\/p>\n
Claire said Henry lost a substantial amount.<\/p>\n
He blamed Evelyn.<\/p>\n
Evelyn blamed a partner.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d Thomas asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel opened the ledger again.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe this does.\u201d<\/p>\n
He found the earliest pages.<\/p>\n
One set of initials appeared repeatedly.<\/p>\n
JV.<\/p>\n
Thomas went still.<\/p>\n
Michael noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas looked toward the house where federal agents were processing Charles.<\/p>\n
\u201cJonathan Vane.\u201d<\/p>\n
Charles\u2019s legal father.<\/p>\n
The man Evelyn had been married to briefly before Arthur and Michael were born.<\/p>\n
Dad stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother was married before my father?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy should we be surprised?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jonathan Vane had helped Evelyn build the earliest investment structure.<\/p>\n
When their relationship ended, he kept several accounts.<\/p>\n
Evelyn kept others.<\/p>\n
Their secret son, Charles, became a living connection neither family acknowledged.<\/p>\n
Years later, Henry Carter invested through Jonathan.<\/p>\n
The money disappeared.<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s father spent years recovering financially.<\/p>\n
Rebecca had grown up watching money determine whether the lights stayed on.<\/p>\n
She had not known Evelyn was connected.<\/p>\n
But Evelyn had known exactly who Rebecca was when Dad brought her home.<\/p>\n
Mom whispered, \u201cShe knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom the beginning.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s face changed as old memories rearranged.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hated me immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael said, \u201cMaybe she was afraid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat you would discover the Carter losses.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo she thought I came after Arthur for revenge?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked at the ledger.<\/p>\n
\u201cOr she felt guilty.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas turned another page.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn didn\u2019t do guilt very well.\u201d<\/p>\n
That, everyone seemed to agree on.<\/p>\n
Daniel opened the ledger near the middle.<\/p>\n
A piece of paper slipped out.<\/p>\n
He caught it.<\/p>\n
Not Rachel\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
Evelyn\u2019s.<\/p>\n
One line.<\/p>\n
IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO RACHEL, FIND MARGARET SLOAN.<\/p>\n
Daniel stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is Margaret Sloan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas did.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe worked for Charles.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cAs what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSecretary. Bookkeeper. Sometimes courier.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLate nineties through the early 2000s.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlive?\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cAs far as I know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked furious.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou had a name connected to my mother and never told me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know she was connected to Rachel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened to Margaret?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe disappeared after an investigation into one of Charles\u2019s companies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDisappeared like everybody else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe moved.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSupposedly New Mexico.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nora had already taken out her phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll search.\u201d<\/p>\n
Federal agents approached before she could.<\/p>\n
They wanted the ledger.<\/p>\n
Daniel refused initially.<\/p>\n
Then Eleanor arrived with the lead prosecutor and convinced him that withholding original evidence would only complicate things.<\/p>\n
He allowed them to photograph every page but insisted on keeping the physical book until his attorney arrived.<\/p>\n
Rebecca watched the agents work.<\/p>\n
For the first time since I had known her, she did not try to manage the room.<\/p>\n
She simply stood beside the underground hatch while the history she had spent decades containing became evidence.<\/p>\n
An agent approached her.<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Montgomery, we need you to come with us voluntarily for an interview.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad looked at her.<\/p>\n
She looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWill you come?\u201d<\/p>\n
His face tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
No argument.<\/p>\n
No accusation.<\/p>\n
Perhaps she had finally understood that he could care whether she survived without remaining her husband.<\/p>\n
Before leaving, she turned to Daniel.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
He did not respond.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that means nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means something.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked hopeful.<\/p>\n
Daniel continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means you know you should be.\u201d<\/p>\n
The hope disappeared.<\/p>\n
He was not cruel.<\/p>\n
He was precise.<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked at Sebastian next.<\/p>\n
He stood beside Dad.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you coming back?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo Chicago?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI live there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know what I mean.\u201d<\/p>\n
He did.<\/p>\n
So did I.<\/p>\n
She was asking whether he would come back to her.<\/p>\n
Sebastian took his time.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
Then she looked at me.<\/p>\n
There were too many things between us for one sentence.<\/p>\n
She chose the smallest.<\/p>\n
\u201cBe careful.\u201d<\/p>\n
I answered, \u201cTell the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
Agents escorted her away.<\/p>\n
Charles left separately in handcuffs.<\/p>\n
He looked toward Sebastian once.<\/p>\n
My brother did not look back.<\/p>\n
By dawn, the lake property was quiet again.<\/p>\n
Thomas sat on the porch with Nora.<\/p>\n
Claire remained inside.<\/p>\n
She had not spoken privately with him yet.<\/p>\n
Neither seemed ready.<\/p>\n
I stood near the frozen shoreline with Dad.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou okay?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMe neither.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was enough.<\/p>\n
My phone rang.<\/p>\n
Eleanor.<\/p>\n
She had already started searching public records for Margaret Sloan.<\/p>\n
\u201cI found a death certificate,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c2018.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo that\u2019s another dead end.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe certificate was issued in New Mexico.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat matches.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut Margaret Sloan had a daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cName?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEmily Sloan.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cChicago.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked toward the house.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo we have an address?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Eleanor paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cChloe, there\u2019s something else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEmily works for a law firm.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich one?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVane, Mercer & Holt.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s former firm.<\/p>\n
Charles\u2019s firm.<\/p>\n
The same legal network that had touched nearly every secret in our family.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes Daniel know her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned.<\/p>\n
Daniel stood near the driveway speaking with Michael.<\/p>\n
\u201cSend me everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
She did.<\/p>\n
Emily Sloan\u2019s staff photograph appeared.<\/p>\n
Mid-forties.<\/p>\n
Dark hair.<\/p>\n
Professional smile.<\/p>\n
I enlarged it.<\/p>\n
Something about her face bothered me.<\/p>\n
Not because I recognized her.<\/p>\n
Because I recognized the necklace.<\/p>\n
A small silver bird.<\/p>\n
I had seen it before.<\/p>\n
In Grandma\u2019s video.<\/p>\n
Claire wore one in the photograph taken two days after my birth.<\/p>\n
I walked quickly toward Claire.<\/p>\n
She was standing inside the kitchen.<\/p>\n
I showed her the picture.<\/p>\n
Her face drained.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did she get that necklace?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou recognize it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire touched her throat instinctively.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas gave it to me when I was pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas entered behind us.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire showed him.<\/p>\n
His face changed instantly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s yours.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did it go?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire stared at Emily\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cI gave it to someone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice became faint.<\/p>\n
\u201cA nurse.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt the maternity clinic?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI had no money. She helped me call Thomas after Rebecca took Lily.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart started pounding.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was her name?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret.\u201d<\/p>\n
The dead bookkeeper who later worked for Vane had once been a nurse at the clinic where I was born.<\/p>\n
Claire continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me she would help get you back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe disappeared.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas whispered, \u201cCharles recruited her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maybe.<\/p>\n
Or perhaps the story was more complicated.<\/p>\n
Daniel entered.<\/p>\n
I showed him Emily\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
He went completely still.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow well?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe worked directly for Charles.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she ever mention Margaret?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He took the phone.<\/p>\n
Then frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis photograph is old.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEmily doesn\u2019t look like this anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI saw her three weeks ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt Charles\u2019s office.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was she doing?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s expression darkened.<\/p>\n
\u201cDestroying files.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou saw that and didn\u2019t report it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did report it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe investigator handling Rebecca\u2019s identity-theft case.\u201d<\/p>\n
My case again.<\/p>\n
The thread that kept pulling everything open.<\/p>\n
Daniel continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cEmily vanished the next day.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you know where she went?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
My phone buzzed.<\/p>\n
Unknown number.<\/p>\n
For once, the message contained no threat.<\/p>\n
Just an address.<\/p>\n
And beneath it:<\/p>\n
MARGARET SLOAN IS NOT DEAD.<\/p>\n
A second message followed.<\/p>\n
ASK HER WHY SHE TOOK LILY FROM THE CLINIC.<\/p>\n
Claire gripped the counter.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at the words.<\/p>\n
Rebecca had always been the person accused of taking me.<\/p>\n
But if the message was true, another woman had physically carried me out.<\/p>\n
A nurse.<\/p>\n
A future Vane employee.<\/p>\n
A woman supposedly dead.<\/p>\n
Margaret Sloan.<\/p>\n
Then the final message arrived.<\/p>\n
AND ASK HER WHO PAID HER.<\/p>\n
Daniel held the blue ledger as though it weighed far more than a book its size should. Rebecca stared at it. \u201cMy daughter had that?\u201d \u201cYes.\u201d \u201cHow?\u201d \u201cShe bought Evelyn\u2019s … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":9218,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9231","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\/9231","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=9231"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9231\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9275,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9231\/revisions\/9275"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9218"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9231"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9231"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9231"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}