I did not confront Marcus that night.<\/p>\n
That surprised Rachel.<\/p>\n
It surprised me more.<\/p>\n
Nine months earlier, I would have driven straight to wherever he was and demanded an explanation.<\/p>\n
Now I understood the difference between needing an answer and needing it immediately.<\/p>\n
Immediate answers usually belonged to the person who was least prepared.<\/p>\n
I went home.<\/p>\n
The house was quiet.<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s side of the closet was nearly empty now.<\/p>\n
His toothbrush was gone.<\/p>\n
The blue robe he wore every winter had disappeared from the bathroom hook.<\/p>\n
Small absences suddenly seemed ridiculous compared with the millions of dollars and false documents occupying our days.<\/p>\n
I slept in the guest room.<\/p>\n
Not because the bed we shared upset me.<\/p>\n
Because the guest room faced east, and I wanted morning light.<\/p>\n
At 6:40, Rachel called.<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus wants a meeting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlready?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire\u2019s production reached his counsel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes he know what we found?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knows enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith lawyers?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNine.\u201d<\/p>\n
I arrived at Vanessa\u2019s office fifteen minutes early.<\/p>\n
Marcus was already there.<\/p>\n
He sat at the far end of the conference table with David and his personal counsel, Robert Gaines.<\/p>\n
David looked tired.<\/p>\n
Robert looked annoyed.<\/p>\n
Marcus looked calm.<\/p>\n
That worried me most.<\/p>\n
Rachel and Vanessa took seats beside me.<\/p>\n
Nobody offered coffee.<\/p>\n
David began.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need to discuss a resolution framework before this becomes irreparable.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost asked what part he considered reparable.<\/p>\n
Instead I waited.<\/p>\n
Robert slid a document across the table.<\/p>\n
A proposal.<\/p>\n
Marcus would resign as CEO upon closing of a sale.<\/p>\n
He would surrender disputed unexercised equity options.<\/p>\n
He would place certain related-party proceeds in escrow.<\/p>\n
He would cooperate with the forensic audit.<\/p>\n
In exchange, the trust would approve a transaction on mutually agreed terms and release specified corporate claims after repayment.<\/p>\n
I read slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about the divorce?\u201d<\/p>\n
Robert answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cSeparate.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou made the divorce part of the sale. You don\u2019t get to separate it now because the plan failed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel did not stop me.<\/p>\n
Robert leaned back.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat exactly are you seeking?\u201d<\/p>\n
There was the familiar assumption.<\/p>\n
A number.<\/p>\n
Everything reduced to a number.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want Marcus to answer one question.\u201d<\/p>\n
My husband\u2019s expression tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen did you decide to divorce me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Robert said, \u201cThat isn\u2019t productive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus looked toward him.<\/p>\n
Then back at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cLast year.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, you do.\u201d<\/p>\n
He rubbed his thumb against his wedding ring again.<\/p>\n
The habit I had noticed at the caf\u00e9.<\/p>\n
\u201cJanuary.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleven months earlier.<\/p>\n
The draft agreement was dated December.<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou drafted terms before you decided?\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes closed briefly.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen try again.\u201d<\/p>\n
Robert spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cSimone, negotiations like this\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel cut him off.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked Marcus.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cI had discussed divorce before January.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith Claire?\u201d<\/p>\n
A flash of anger crossed his face.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis isn\u2019t about Claire.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen who?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDavid.\u201d<\/p>\n
David immediately corrected him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou discussed legal planning with me after instructing that the marriage might end.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
David did not answer.<\/p>\n
Robert stepped in.<\/p>\n
\u201cCounsel discussions are privileged.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
I turned to Marcus.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen did you decide?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me for a long time.<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore December.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long before?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFall.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause the company situation was unstable.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed softly.<\/p>\n
Not because it was funny.<\/p>\n
Because after everything, Marcus still believed business instability justified controlling my personal reality.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou stayed married to me because the timing was inconvenient?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked down at the proposal.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause if we divorced before I had a buyer, you might have started asking questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
Even Robert turned toward him.<\/p>\n
Marcus had finally said the thing his emails already suggested.<\/p>\n
Not elegantly.<\/p>\n
Not defensively.<\/p>\n
Plainly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou thought I\u2019d discover the trust.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the debt.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the affiliated companies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Each answer landed with less force than the one before.<\/p>\n
There was relief in hearing him stop pretending.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you waited.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhile living in our house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhile making plans with Claire.\u201d<\/p>\n
His jaw tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was advising on the transaction.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat wasn\u2019t my question.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at Robert.<\/p>\n
Robert gave the smallest shake of his head.<\/p>\n
Marcus ignored it.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The word was barely audible.<\/p>\n
Rachel\u2019s eyes remained on her notes.<\/p>\n
I looked at Marcus.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
He knew what I meant.<\/p>\n
\u201cOff and on.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwo years.\u201d<\/p>\n
The number hurt.<\/p>\n
There was no reason it should have surprised me.<\/p>\n
It still did.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid it start before Crescent Bay?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid company money pay for your relationship?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Miami condo?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHotels?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFlights?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot intentionally.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome travel was business.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd some wasn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPaid by whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
Martin would find it.<\/p>\n
We both knew that.<\/p>\n
I leaned back.<\/p>\n
For a few seconds, the conference room became strangely clear.<\/p>\n
The grain of the table.<\/p>\n
The scratch on Marcus\u2019s watch.<\/p>\n
The reflection of fluorescent light in the window.<\/p>\n
I had imagined that learning about an affair would require some dramatic emotional response.<\/p>\n
Crying.<\/p>\n
Shouting.<\/p>\n
Leaving.<\/p>\n
Instead I found myself studying the man across from me and recognizing how thoroughly I had misunderstood the architecture of our marriage.<\/p>\n
The affair was not the central betrayal.<\/p>\n
The central betrayal was that Marcus had converted everything into a system of advantage.<\/p>\n
My trust.<\/p>\n
My grief.<\/p>\n
My father\u2019s company.<\/p>\n
Our marriage.<\/p>\n
Claire.<\/p>\n
Julian.<\/p>\n
Ethan.<\/p>\n
Even his own attorney, when useful.<\/p>\n
People became pieces in whatever structure kept Marcus in control.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Claire forge my signatures?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The speed of his answer mattered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re sure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho did?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I watched him.<\/p>\n
He was lying.<\/p>\n
Not necessarily about knowing the exact hand.<\/p>\n
But he knew more.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou used the first one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you create it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho gave it to you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA document service.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cName.\u201d<\/p>\n
He hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhitmore Corporate Services.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vanessa wrote it down.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDelaware.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho contacted them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire.\u201d<\/p>\n
There.<\/p>\n
Claire again.<\/p>\n
Robert closed his eyes for a second.<\/p>\n
Marcus continued before counsel could stop him.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe used them for transaction paperwork. I asked her to get the amendment prepared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith my signature.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I asked her to prepare the document.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd when it came back signed?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew you hadn\u2019t signed.\u201d<\/p>\n
The admission remained ugly no matter how many times I heard it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about the second signature?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe board resolution?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know who put it there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe trustee email came from Julian\u2019s computer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you send it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s eyes shifted.<\/p>\n
Tiny.<\/p>\n
Enough.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer came too late.<\/p>\n
Rachel noticed.<\/p>\n
So did Vanessa.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho created the Carter Route email address?\u201d Vanessa asked.<\/p>\n
Marcus looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know it existed?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another delayed answer.<\/p>\n
Robert intervened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis has moved far beyond settlement discussion.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
He frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cExcuse me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen stop presenting settlement as a substitute for answers.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus pushed the proposal toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cSimone, listen to what I\u2019m offering.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou haven\u2019t read the whole thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI read enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI resign.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter closing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you still need the sale.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe all need the sale.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. We need the company solvent.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat requires capital.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe Northbridge. Maybe someone else. Maybe refinancing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think thirty days makes you an investment banker?\u201d<\/p>\n
There he was.<\/p>\n
The old Marcus.<\/p>\n
The insult relaxed something inside me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think thirty days makes us less desperate than we were yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n
He leaned back.<\/p>\n
\u201cNorthbridge cut nine million off the price because of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. They cut nine million because your books were unreliable.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat distinction won\u2019t matter to employees if the deal collapses.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe employees aren\u2019t bargaining chips.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re reality.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo are forged approvals.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face hardened.<\/p>\n
David finally spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cEveryone should reduce the temperature.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vanessa turned to him.<\/p>\n
\u201cDavid, your client knowingly submitted an amendment containing a signature he knew was not Simone\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s counsel objected to the characterization.<\/p>\n
David did not.<\/p>\n
That told me something.<\/p>\n
Perhaps he was reaching the limits of what he wanted his name attached to.<\/p>\n
Rachel redirected.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is Marcus offering regarding disputed transfers?\u201d<\/p>\n
Robert answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cFull accounting. Repayment of amounts determined improper. Escrow pending resolution.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom what source?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSale proceeds.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if there\u2019s no sale?\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Exactly.<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s proposed accountability existed only if he first received the transaction he wanted.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happens if the audit finds fifteen million?\u201d Rachel asked.<\/p>\n
Robert\u2019s expression tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t accept that premise.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what amount are you willing to escrow now?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is no fifteen million.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much is there?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much would you admit today was not properly disclosed?\u201d<\/p>\n
Robert quietly said, \u201cMarcus.\u201d<\/p>\n
But my husband was tired too.<\/p>\n
Tired people sometimes choose truth because maintaining lies requires energy.<\/p>\n
\u201cSix.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody moved.<\/p>\n
\u201cSix million?\u201d Rachel asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cApproximately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cImproperly transferred?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said not properly disclosed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lawyerly distinction from a man who was not a lawyer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBriar Ridge. Hartwell. Some Crescent Bay payments.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cLarkspur?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe lake house was purchased with money originating from Ellison Freight debt.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was an investment asset.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOwned by you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOwned by Larkspur.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich you own.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you hear yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I don\u2019t think you do.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus looked exhausted.<\/p>\n
\u201cI intended to put those assets into the sale structure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEventually.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter they appreciated in entities you controlled.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you would get paid for them separately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were separate assets.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBought with company-backed money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe loans permitted investment activity.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot without trustee approval.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked away.<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Every path returned to the same thing.<\/p>\n
My father had drawn a line.<\/p>\n
Marcus had decided he was entitled to cross it.<\/p>\n
The meeting ended without settlement.<\/p>\n
As we stood, Marcus said my name.<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire wasn\u2019t the reason I filed.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
He seemed to need me to understand that.<\/p>\n
Maybe it mattered to him because it preserved some version of himself.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did you?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
He swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I knew once the company sold, you\u2019d eventually find out what I\u2019d done.\u201d<\/p>\n
For the first time all morning, he sounded ashamed.<\/p>\n
Not sorry.<\/p>\n
Ashamed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I couldn\u2019t come home to you after that.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence hurt more than the affair.<\/p>\n
Because somewhere beneath all the strategy was a simpler truth.<\/p>\n
Marcus had known our marriage could not survive honesty.<\/p>\n
So instead of choosing honesty, he planned the ending.<\/p>\n
I left without answering.<\/p>\n
By noon, Vanessa confirmed Whitmore Corporate Services existed.<\/p>\n
The firm had processed the failed trust amendment six years earlier.<\/p>\n
It had received instructions from Claire Donnelly.<\/p>\n
But Claire had not sent the signature page.<\/p>\n
An employee\u2019s archived email said:<\/p>\n
Executed page received directly from client contact M.E.<\/p>\n
M.E.<\/p>\n
Marcus Ellison.<\/p>\n
Or someone using his initials.<\/p>\n
The attachment itself was missing.<\/p>\n
Rachel requested server archives.<\/p>\n
At three, Martin called us into the forensic room.<\/p>\n
He had traced the digital trustee email.<\/p>\n
The Carter Route address had been created through Ellison Freight\u2019s legacy domain administrator.<\/p>\n
The creation request came from an internal IT ticket.<\/p>\n
Requested by: Executive Office.<\/p>\n
Approved by: M. Ellison.<\/p>\n
I stared at the screen.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said he didn\u2019t know it existed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel nodded.<\/p>\n
Now we could prove otherwise.<\/p>\n
The ticket included instructions:<\/p>\n
Temporary legacy mailbox needed for document retrieval. Route access credentials to EFS-EXEC-07.<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s computer.<\/p>\n
Marcus had directed the account to his brother\u2019s workstation.<\/p>\n
The question was no longer whether Marcus knew about the fake email identity.<\/p>\n
He created the conditions for it.<\/p>\n
But one mystery remained.<\/p>\n
Who typed \u201cApproved. Proceed. \u2014 Simone\u201d?<\/p>\n
At 4:40, the IT department recovered a security log.<\/p>\n
The message had been sent at 8:14 p.m.<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s badge had left the building at 6:02.<\/p>\n
Ethan\u2019s at 7:10.<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s badge did not record an exit until 9:03.<\/p>\n
That was not proof he sent it.<\/p>\n
But it was close enough to make the room silent.<\/p>\n
Then Martin opened one more log.<\/p>\n
At 8:11, EFS-EXEC-07 accessed the temporary Carter Route mailbox.<\/p>\n
The login credentials had been entered correctly on the first attempt.<\/p>\n
Three minutes later, the trustee approval was sent.<\/p>\n
Someone had sat at Julian\u2019s computer after Julian left.<\/p>\n
Someone who knew the password Marcus knew.<\/p>\n
Someone who remained inside the building until after nine.<\/p>\n
I looked at Rachel.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need to ask him again.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause now we don\u2019t ask Marcus.\u201d<\/p>\n
She turned toward the files.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow we put him under oath.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did not confront Marcus that night. That surprised Rachel. It surprised me more. Nine months earlier, I would have driven straight to wherever he was and demanded an explanation. … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7243,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7257","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-chapter-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7257","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7257"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7257\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7277,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7257\/revisions\/7277"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/7243"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7257"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7257"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thechapterstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7257"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}