Gregory stepped away from me without noticing that I had stopped breathing normally. He loosened his tie, dropped his keys onto the dresser, and began talking about traffic. The scent lingered after he moved, faint but unmistakable. Coconut beneath something warm and sweet. The same fragrance that had followed the young woman when she turned away from me near the bakery counter.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow was work?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
I watched him carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cTiring.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou look wiped out.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI am.\u201d<\/p>\n
He unbuttoned his cuffs. \u201cI can cook tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
Normally I would have thanked him. Instead I noticed everything. His shirt was slightly creased near the shoulder. One sleeve bore a tiny smear I could not identify. His expression seemed normal, but normal suddenly required examination.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow was your day?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cMeetings. A client review. Nothing exciting.\u201d<\/p>\n
No mention of a young woman.<\/p>\n
No mention that someone who had been in our bedroom had apparently visited him.<\/p>\n
I sat on the edge of the bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cToby told me something interesting while we were shopping.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory\u2019s fingers stopped at his left cuff.<\/p>\n
Only briefly.<\/p>\n
Had I blinked, I might have missed it.<\/p>\n
Then he looked at me. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe recognized someone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory gave a small smile. \u201cHe recognizes half the city lately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis person was a young woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
The smile remained.<\/p>\n
His eyes did not.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone from school?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cToby says she has been here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory\u2019s posture changed so subtly that another person might not have noticed. His shoulders became rigid.<\/p>\n
\u201cAt the house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhile I\u2019m working.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence stretched between us.<\/p>\n
Then he said, \u201cToby tells stories.\u201d<\/p>\n
I tilted my head. \u201cDoes he?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s five.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t answer the question.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat question?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhether a young woman has been coming into our house while I\u2019m at the hospital.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory looked toward the hallway.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Toby?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDownstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n
He rubbed his thumb along his wedding band.<\/p>\n
I had seen him do that when calculating something difficult.<\/p>\n
I continued before he could control the conversation.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe also told me she goes into our bedroom.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory exhaled through his nose.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
It was the first time he had used my name since coming upstairs, and hearing it made the space between us feel formal.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKids misunderstand things.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo there is something to misunderstand?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me sharply.<\/p>\n
I stood and walked toward the dresser.<\/p>\n
His gaze followed.<\/p>\n
Then he saw the jewelry box.<\/p>\n
The change in his face was immediate.<\/p>\n
Color left his cheeks.<\/p>\n
Not slowly. Not ambiguously.<\/p>\n
One second Gregory looked irritated and guarded; the next he looked as though somebody had told him the house was burning.<\/p>\n
I picked up the box.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomething is missing.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared at the empty velvet compartment.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed at the uselessness of the question. \u201cYou know exactly what.\u201d<\/p>\n
He did not deny it.<\/p>\n
That frightened me more than denial would have.<\/p>\n
\u201cI saw the woman today.\u201d<\/p>\n
His gaze snapped to mine.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
The urgency startled me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAt the grocery store.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat part?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe bakery.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas Toby with you?\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she see him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat difference does that make?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire. Did she see Toby?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe looked directly at him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory reached immediately for his phone.<\/p>\n
I moved between him and the doorway.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyebrows drew together. \u201cMove.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are going to answer me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI need to make a call.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo her?\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
A hot, focused anger replaced my confusion.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory looked past me toward the stairs.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you speak to her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI tried.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you interrogating me?\u201d<\/p>\n
His jaw tightened. \u201cBecause this matters.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo does finding another woman wearing jewelry you gave me for our anniversary.\u201d<\/p>\n
That stopped him.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe had the sapphire necklace.\u201d<\/p>\n
For several seconds he did not move.<\/p>\n
Then he whispered, \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re certain?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI would recognize it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe it looked similar.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is gone from the box, Gregory.\u201d<\/p>\n
He turned toward the dresser again.<\/p>\n
His expression was wrong.<\/p>\n
I had expected shame, perhaps panic at being caught, maybe anger from a man cornered by his own lie.<\/p>\n
What I saw looked like fear.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did she go?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have no idea.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she follow you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHome.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n
His questions were becoming more alarming than the suspected affair.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
Instead of answering, Gregory walked toward the window and looked down at the driveway.<\/p>\n
I followed him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cChecking.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
He pulled the curtain aside and scanned the street.<\/p>\n
\u201cGregory.\u201d<\/p>\n
He released it.<\/p>\n
\u201cLock the front door.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou cannot possibly think giving me orders is going to work right now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He came closer and lowered his voice. \u201cClaire, lock the door.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re frightening me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen tell me why.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes shifted toward the hallway again.<\/p>\n
\u201cToby shouldn\u2019t hear this.\u201d<\/p>\n
My anger sharpened. \u201cToby already knows enough to recognize a woman who enters our bedroom when I\u2019m gone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory pressed a hand against his forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think I\u2019m sleeping with her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou smell like her perfume.\u201d<\/p>\n
His hand dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was wearing coconut and vanilla perfume. You came home smelling exactly the same.\u201d<\/p>\n
He brought his sleeve toward his face.<\/p>\n
I watched recognition appear.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, God.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hugged me.\u201d<\/p>\n
The simplicity of the statement made me furious.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou expect me to believe that improves this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy office.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room seemed suddenly smaller.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe visited you today.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd then she went to the grocery store wearing my necklace.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know she had it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know how to answer that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTry using her name.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer name is Lila.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was the first concrete thing he had given me.<\/p>\n
\u201cLila what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not sure her last name is real.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know someone well enough to hug her and let her into our bedroom, yet you don\u2019t know whether she gave you her real surname.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did not let her into the house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToby says you were here with her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds exactly like letting her in.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was already inside when I found her.\u201d<\/p>\n
The anger stalled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory sat on the bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI came home unexpectedly several months ago. She was upstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn this bedroom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you never thought I should know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought about telling you every day.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is not the same thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you call the police?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause when I caught her, she knew things.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
Gregory rubbed both hands over his face.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knew your name. She knew mine. She knew about Toby. She knew details about this house that no ordinary burglar could know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLike what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knew where your mother\u2019s letter was.\u201d<\/p>\n
I frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother\u2019s letter?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe handwritten one you keep with the old photographs.\u201d<\/p>\n
My anger gave way to unease.<\/p>\n
The letter had no financial value. My mother had written it years earlier, shortly before an operation, during a period when both of us had been too frightened to discuss what might happen. I kept it because her handwriting still made me hear her voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would a burglar care about that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was my question.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory looked toward the jewelry case.<\/p>\n
\u201cThings have gone missing before.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat things?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSmall things.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSince when?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMonths.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you said nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t certain at first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cName them.\u201d<\/p>\n
He began counting on his fingers.<\/p>\n
\u201cAn old picture from the hallway cabinet. One of the spare house keys. Your mother\u2019s letter.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe spare key disappeared?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt came back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean, came back?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI found it later in a kitchen drawer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere it belonged?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you know I hadn\u2019t moved it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stood and began pacing.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s why I didn\u2019t react at first. Everybody misplaces things. Then the photograph disappeared and turned up behind some books in my office. I thought Toby might be moving things.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToby doesn\u2019t hide photographs in your office.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you caught Lila.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I went to the bedroom door and shut it.<\/p>\n
The click sounded louder than expected.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me exactly what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory hesitated.<\/p>\n
I folded my arms.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have used up your right to decide what I can handle.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded once.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was about three months ago. I had a meeting canceled, so I came home before lunch. When I walked in, I thought I heard someone upstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t the alarm go off?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t armed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt should have been.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou went upstairs?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd found her here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStanding by your dresser.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGoing through my jewelry?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. She was holding a photograph.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich photograph?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe one of you as a child with your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
A strange pressure settled behind my ribs.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt first, nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she try to run?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI demanded to know who she was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked me whether you were really my wife.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt suddenly cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe already knew the answer. At least I think she did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked whether your mother was still alive.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stepped backward.<\/p>\n
There was no reasonable explanation for a stranger breaking into my home and asking questions about my family.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you tell her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she needed to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe started crying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCrying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe looked terrified. Not of me. More like she had finally reached somewhere she had been searching for and didn\u2019t know what to do next.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou believed her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know what to believe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYet you didn\u2019t call the police.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked for five minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you gave them to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed once, without humor. \u201cRemarkable judgment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know how it sounds.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I don\u2019t think you do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me there was something wrong with the story she had been given about her family.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat family?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wouldn\u2019t explain fully.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConvenient.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s why I kept trying to get answers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy letting her return?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. She returned whether I agreed or not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory looked toward the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knew how to get into this house.\u201d<\/p>\n
A faint noise downstairs made both of us pause. Toby was laughing at his cartoon.<\/p>\n
I lowered my voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe changed the locks two years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she have a key?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe missing spare key.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat crossed my mind.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you said it came back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter she could have copied it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory gave a grim nod.<\/p>\n
For the first time since the bakery, the possibility of infidelity seemed almost comforting compared with the alternatives forming in my head.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did Toby see her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe second time I found her, he came upstairs.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you told him what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she was helping me find something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t specify.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo when he told me she searches through our bedroom, he was telling the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned away.<\/p>\n
My pulse beat hard in my neck.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened at your office today?\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory became still.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe appeared around lunchtime.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did she know where you worked?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe has known for months.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd she hugged you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt the end.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said she was ready.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReady for what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo tell me why she came here.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd did she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe got a phone call.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know. She looked at the screen, changed completely, and left.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t follow her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI tried. By the time I got downstairs she was gone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd somehow, afterward, she ended up in the same grocery store as Toby and me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory\u2019s face tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what scares me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I don\u2019t think it was accidental.\u201d<\/p>\n
Something in the way he said it made my skin prickle.<\/p>\n
He walked to the closet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is something else you need to see.\u201d<\/p>\n
He reached above a row of folded blankets and brought down an old cardboard storage box.<\/p>\n
I had never seen it before.<\/p>\n
He carried it to the bed.<\/p>\n
Dust marked the lid.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long has that been there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA few months.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou hid something in our bedroom while a stranger was breaking into our house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know where else to keep it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost told him that explanation was absurd, but then he opened the box.<\/p>\n
Inside were photographs.<\/p>\n
Dozens.<\/p>\n
Some were faded at the edges. Others had the washed-out colors of pictures taken decades earlier. A few were black and white.<\/p>\n
I lifted the first.<\/p>\n
Gregory stood beside a woman I did not recognize.<\/p>\n
He could not have been older than twelve.<\/p>\n
I picked up another.<\/p>\n
The same woman.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
In every photograph Gregory was younger than the man I knew, and the woman beside him had a face that seemed to change from joy to exhaustion depending on the year.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory did not answer immediately.<\/p>\n
Then I found a photograph that made the question irrelevant.<\/p>\n
The woman was standing outside a house, her hair moving across her face in the wind.<\/p>\n
Around her neck hung a teardrop sapphire bordered with tiny diamonds.<\/p>\n
The same design as my anniversary necklace.<\/p>\n
The same design Lila had been wearing that afternoon.<\/p>\n
I turned the photograph over.<\/p>\n
A date had been written on the back.<\/p>\n
It was taken years before Gregory and I had even met.<\/p>\n
I looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me my necklace was custom-made.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen explain this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory sat beside me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe design wasn\u2019t mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
I held up the photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhose was it?\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes stayed on the woman.<\/p>\n
\u201cHers.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
Finally I asked, \u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
The photograph nearly slipped from my hand.<\/p>\n
Gregory had told me his mother died when he was young.<\/p>\n
And in that instant I knew the stranger entering my house was connected to a lie much older than our marriage.<\/p>\n
Gregory stepped away from me without noticing that I had stopped breathing normally. He loosened his tie, dropped his keys onto the dresser, and began talking about traffic. The scent … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":451,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-440","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-sharestory"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/440","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=440"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/440\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":476,"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/440\/revisions\/476"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/451"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=440"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=440"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/onesharedstory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=440"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}