\u201cMy mother is moving in, so shut your mouth and deal with it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Christopher’s words echoed through the kitchen.<\/p>\n
I stared at my husband of seven years, wondering whether I had heard him correctly.<\/p>\n
\u201cExcuse me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou heard me, Eleanor. My mother needs somewhere to stay. She’s coming here, and I don’t want another argument.\u201d<\/p>\n
I slowly put down my coffee.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is my house, Christopher.\u201d<\/p>\n
He laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon’t start with that again. We’re married. Everything is ours.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. The house is mine. I bought it three years before we got married.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI’m tired of hearing about that. My mother is family. You can make room.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him for several seconds.<\/p>\n
His mother, Margaret, had never liked me. She considered me arrogant because I had a successful career, owned property before marriage, and didn’t automatically agree with everything she said.<\/p>\n
For seven years, I had tolerated her comments.<\/p>\n
I had tolerated her criticism of my cooking, my clothes, my work schedule, and even the way I decorated my own living room.<\/p>\n
But I had never expected Christopher to tell me to leave my own home for her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI’m not moving out,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
He grabbed his car keys.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen don’t blame me for what happens next.\u201d<\/p>\n
An hour later, Margaret arrived with three enormous suitcases.<\/p>\n
She walked through the front door without waiting for an invitation.<\/p>\n
\u201cFinally,\u201d she announced. \u201cI can have some peace in this house.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood near the staircase.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou’re not moving in.\u201d<\/p>\n
She turned toward me with a mocking smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cExcuse me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is my home. You haven’t been invited to live here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret dropped her purse onto the sofa.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is my son’s house now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Christopher stood behind her, looking pleased.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, don’t worry. I’ll handle it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret pulled out her phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cActually, I’ll handle it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before I could respond, she dialed the police.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy daughter-in-law is refusing to leave my son’s property,\u201d she said loudly. \u201cShe’s creating a disturbance, and we need someone to remove her.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
She had called the police to remove me from my own house.<\/p>\n
So I said nothing.<\/p>\n
I simply walked into my study, opened the safe, and returned with a folder.<\/p>\n
When the officers arrived, Margaret rushed to the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank goodness you’re here. She’s refusing to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
One officer, a middle-aged man with a calm expression, asked everyone to step back.<\/p>\n
\u201cMa’am, can you explain what’s happening?\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret pointed at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe has no right to be here anymore. My son owns this house.\u201d<\/p>\n
I placed the folder on the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you please look at this first?\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer opened it.<\/p>\n
Inside was the property deed, the purchase agreement, and the registration documents showing that the house had been purchased in my name before my marriage.<\/p>\n
He read the documents twice.<\/p>\n
Then he looked at Christopher.<\/p>\n
\u201cSir, did you know this house belongs to her?\u201d<\/p>\n
Christopher turned pale.<\/p>\n
But that was only the beginning.<\/p>\n
I reached into the folder and removed a second one.<\/p>\n
It contained bank statements, transfer records, and an independent financial report.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere’s something else,\u201d I said quietly. \u201cApproximately $1.4 million has disappeared from our family accounts. And I know exactly who took it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Christopher’s face changed.<\/p>\n
Margaret stopped smiling.<\/p>\n
And the officer slowly looked up.<\/p>\n
My name is Eleanor Hayes.<\/p>\n
I was thirty-eight years old, and I had spent most of my adult life building a career in financial management.<\/p>\n
I wasn’t born into wealth.<\/p>\n
My father was a mechanic, and my mother worked as a school administrator. They taught me to save money, avoid unnecessary debt, and never sign anything I didn’t understand.<\/p>\n
When I was twenty-nine, I purchased the house that later became the center of my marriage.<\/p>\n
It was a modest property at the time, but I renovated it carefully and paid down the mortgage over the following years.<\/p>\n
Three years later, I met Christopher.<\/p>\n
He was charming, funny, and ambitious. He worked in commercial property development and seemed genuinely proud that I had built something independently.<\/p>\n
When we married, I kept the house in my name.<\/p>\n
We discussed it openly.<\/p>\n
Christopher agreed that I had purchased it before the marriage and that it would remain my separate property, subject to applicable law.<\/p>\n
He moved in after the wedding.<\/p>\n
For a while, everything was fine.<\/p>\n
Then his mother began visiting more frequently.<\/p>\n
Margaret was a widow who believed her son could do no wrong. She criticized me whenever she had the opportunity.<\/p>\n
If Christopher forgot something, she blamed my organization.<\/p>\n
If he was late, she said I demanded too much of him.<\/p>\n
If we disagreed, she called me disrespectful.<\/p>\n
Christopher always told me to ignore her.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat’s just how Mom is.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did.<\/p>\n
I thought keeping the peace was worth it.<\/p>\n
I was wrong.<\/p>\n
The financial problems began eighteen months before the police arrived.<\/p>\n
Christopher had asked me to help organize our investments.<\/p>\n
He had several business interests, and we had accumulated savings and investment accounts during our marriage.<\/p>\n
Some accounts belonged to me. Some were joint. Others were connected to his companies.<\/p>\n
We agreed to hire an independent financial adviser to review our overall position.<\/p>\n
I noticed several transfers that didn’t make sense.<\/p>\n
At first, they were relatively small.<\/p>\n
Twenty thousand dollars.<\/p>\n
Then forty thousand.<\/p>\n
Then a series of larger transactions.<\/p>\n
When I asked Christopher about them, he said they were temporary business expenses.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt’s just money moving between accounts,\u201d he explained. \u201cDon’t worry about it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I wanted to believe him.<\/p>\n
But the amounts kept increasing.<\/p>\n
Eventually, I discovered that approximately $1.4 million had been transferred through a series of transactions involving a company called Northbridge Consulting.<\/p>\n
The company had been registered eighteen months earlier.<\/p>\n
Its director was Margaret.<\/p>\n
I stared at the report.<\/p>\n
Why would my mother-in-law own a consulting company receiving money from accounts connected to our family?<\/p>\n
I called our financial adviser, David Collins.<\/p>\n
\u201cHave you verified these transactions?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d he replied. \u201cWe’ve confirmed the transfers. But we need to establish who authorized them and whether the payments had legitimate business purposes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you trace where the money went?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe’re working on it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt sick.<\/p>\n
I asked Christopher directly.<\/p>\n
He became angry.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you investigating me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause $1.4 million is missing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt’s not missing. It’s invested.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBusiness.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich business?\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don’t trust me?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the statements.<\/p>\n
\u201cI trusted you. That’s why I didn’t question the first few transfers.\u201d<\/p>\n
He walked away.<\/p>\n
That night, he slept in the guest room.<\/p>\n
The next morning, he told me to stop asking questions.<\/p>\n
I didn’t.<\/p>\n
Instead, I hired an attorney and arranged for a formal review of every account I had a legal right to examine.<\/p>\n
What we found was worse than I expected.<\/p>\n
The report showed that the transfers had been structured to look like ordinary consulting payments.<\/p>\n
Northbridge Consulting received money from two businesses connected to Christopher.<\/p>\n
From there, the funds moved into several accounts.<\/p>\n
Some were used to purchase investment products.<\/p>\n
Others went toward property deposits and personal expenses.<\/p>\n
A portion had been transferred into an account associated with Margaret.<\/p>\n
The records suggested that Christopher had authorized most of the payments.<\/p>\n
But there was another name.<\/p>\n
Vanessa Cole.<\/p>\n
She was Christopher’s business partner and had been handling financial administration for one of his companies.<\/p>\n
The report showed that she had prepared several of the payment instructions.<\/p>\n
I didn’t know whether she had acted independently or followed Christopher’s directions.<\/p>\n
But I knew the transactions needed to be investigated.<\/p>\n
My attorney, Ms. Bennett, was very clear.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe cannot accuse anyone of theft based solely on suspicious transfers. We need to distinguish between money you personally own, joint marital assets, company funds, and any amounts that may have been transferred improperly.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen let’s document everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
We preserved the records, notified the relevant financial institutions where appropriate, and arranged for independent forensic accounting.<\/p>\n
I also changed the security arrangements for my personal accounts.<\/p>\n
I didn’t confront Christopher again.<\/p>\n
I wanted evidence, not another argument.<\/p>\n
Then he ordered me out of my own house.<\/p>\n
Back in the living room, the police officer was still examining the deed.<\/p>\n
Christopher tried to recover his confidence.<\/p>\n
\u201cOfficer, this is a family matter. My wife and I are married. The house belongs to both of us.\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer looked at the registration document.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat’s not what this document shows.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe lives here! He’s her husband!\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer raised a hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cMa’am, please let me finish.\u201d<\/p>\n
He turned toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you have any court order requiring you to leave the property?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHas there been any formal transfer of ownership?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre there any allegations of immediate danger or violence?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. My husband told me to leave, and his mother called you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cBased on what you’ve shown us, this appears to be a civil property and family dispute. We cannot simply remove you from a property because another resident demands it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret looked furious.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut she’s refusing to obey my son!\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer glanced at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour son does not automatically have the authority to order another adult out of a home.\u201d<\/p>\n
Christopher’s jaw tightened.<\/p>\n
Then he noticed the second folder.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is that?\u201d<\/p>\n
I opened it.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour financial history.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared at the first page.<\/p>\n
The report listed the transfers to Northbridge Consulting.<\/p>\n
His face became almost colorless.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did you get this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom the accounts and records I was authorized to review.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou had no right!\u201d<\/p>\n
My attorney, who had been waiting outside after I called her when Margaret contacted the police, stepped into the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Hayes obtained these documents through the appropriate account-access and disclosure procedures. If you dispute that, you may address it through counsel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Christopher looked at her.<\/p>\n
Then at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou planned this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I replied. \u201cI investigated the money you told me wasn’t missing.\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer asked whether the financial documents involved an immediate crime or a report that had already been made.<\/p>\n
I explained that my attorney had submitted the preliminary findings to the appropriate authorities and that a formal financial investigation was underway.<\/p>\n
The officer did not attempt to determine guilt.<\/p>\n
He documented the property dispute and the circumstances of the call.<\/p>\n
Before leaving, he reminded everyone that ownership, occupancy rights, and marital property issues would need to be resolved through the proper legal process.<\/p>\n
Margaret was still furious.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is unbelievable! Christopher, do something!\u201d<\/p>\n
He ignored her.<\/p>\n
He was staring at the financial report.<\/p>\n
When the officers left, my attorney asked Margaret and Christopher to remain in the living room while she explained the next steps.<\/p>\n
\u201cEleanor will not be leaving the property today,\u201d she said. \u201cAny future arrangements concerning occupancy must be handled through the appropriate legal process. And neither of you should attempt to access or move funds connected to the accounts under review.\u201d<\/p>\n
Christopher laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think you can threaten me in my own home?\u201d<\/p>\n
My attorney corrected him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is not your home alone, Mr. Hayes. The title is registered in your wife’s name.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
For the first time in seven years, he seemed unable to find anything to say.<\/p>\n
The following morning, Christopher tried to convince me to withdraw the financial complaint.<\/p>\n
He came into the kitchen while I was making coffee.<\/p>\n
\u201cEleanor, we need to settle this privately.\u201d<\/p>\n
I didn’t look up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is there to settle?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did it go?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was used for investments.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen show me the investment statements.\u201d<\/p>\n
He hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt’s complicated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen explain it.\u201d<\/p>\n
He rubbed his forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cNorthbridge was a temporary structure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOwned by your mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe helped us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she know where the money came from?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course she knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
I put down my cup.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you tell her it was money from our family accounts?\u201d<\/p>\n
He didn’t answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cChristopher, did you authorize the transfers?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome of them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the rest?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVanessa handled the paperwork.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you authorized some payments, your business partner prepared others, and your mother received money through a company she owned.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt’s not as simple as that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen the forensic accountant can explain it.\u201d<\/p>\n
He became angry.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou’re going to destroy my career over money?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I’m asking where $1.4 million went.\u201d<\/p>\n
He lowered his voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour mother-in-law is going to lose everything if you continue.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy should I protect someone who helped move money without explaining where it came from?\u201d<\/p>\n
He had no answer.<\/p>\n
Three weeks later, the forensic accounting review was completed.<\/p>\n
It confirmed that $1.4 million had been transferred out of accounts connected to our family finances.<\/p>\n
The report traced the funds through Northbridge Consulting and identified several destinations.<\/p>\n
Approximately $460,000 had been used toward the purchase of an investment property registered to a company associated with Margaret.<\/p>\n
Another $310,000 had been transferred into accounts controlled by Christopher’s business interests.<\/p>\n
Approximately $180,000 had been used to settle personal liabilities connected to Margaret.<\/p>\n
The remaining funds had been moved through several accounts, including one associated with Vanessa.<\/p>\n
The report also identified payments that appeared to have been made without proper authorization.<\/p>\n
But the accountant made an important distinction.<\/p>\n
The report traced the money. It did not independently determine criminal liability or decide who legally owned every asset.<\/p>\n
That would require further investigation and, where necessary, court proceedings.<\/p>\n
My attorney submitted the completed report to the authorities and began the appropriate civil recovery process.<\/p>\n
Then something unexpected happened.<\/p>\n
Vanessa contacted me.<\/p>\n
She asked to meet.<\/p>\n
My attorney advised me not to discuss the matter informally, so I arranged for any communication to go through her office.<\/p>\n
Vanessa eventually provided documents showing that Christopher had instructed her to prepare several payment transfers.<\/p>\n
She also provided messages in which he discussed moving money through Northbridge Consulting to keep it separate from the company’s ordinary operating accounts.<\/p>\n
The messages did not settle every question, but they gave investigators a clearer picture of how the transactions had been arranged.<\/p>\n
Vanessa admitted that she had prepared the payment instructions.<\/p>\n
She claimed she had believed Christopher had the necessary authority.<\/p>\n
Whether that was true would be for the investigators and the courts to determine.<\/p>\n
But Christopher could no longer pretend he had nothing to do with the transfers.<\/p>\n
Margaret’s reaction was explosive.<\/p>\n
She called me repeatedly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou’ve ruined my life!\u201d<\/p>\n
I answered once.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is the money, Margaret?\u201d<\/p>\n
She began crying.<\/p>\n
\u201cChristopher told me it was a legitimate investment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know it came from our family accounts?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn’t ask.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou received hundreds of thousands of dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said it was part of the business.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn’t think to ask where it came from?\u201d<\/p>\n
She started shouting.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou’ve always hated me! You’ve been waiting for an excuse to destroy this family!\u201d<\/p>\n
I spoke calmly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted a family. I didn’t want to become your financial investigator.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I ended the call.<\/p>\n
The legal proceedings took several months.<\/p>\n
Christopher’s lawyers challenged parts of the financial report and disputed the classification of certain accounts.<\/p>\n
My attorneys responded with transaction records, account statements, company documents, and the messages provided by Vanessa.<\/p>\n
The court proceedings also addressed the property.<\/p>\n
The house had been purchased before our marriage and remained registered in my name. The applicable law and the evidence of the original purchase were central to determining its status.<\/p>\n
Christopher argued that he had contributed to renovations and household expenses.<\/p>\n
Those claims were considered separately.<\/p>\n
The court did not simply accept that the house belonged to him because he was married to me.<\/p>\n
The final property settlement confirmed that the house remained mine, subject to the specific financial adjustments agreed or ordered in the proceedings.<\/p>\n
Christopher was required to move out under the agreed legal arrangements.<\/p>\n
As for the $1.4 million, the financial investigation continued.<\/p>\n
Some funds were recovered through negotiated settlements and the return of assets.<\/p>\n
Other claims remained disputed and required further proceedings.<\/p>\n
The authorities eventually brought charges relating to the unauthorized financial transfers against Christopher and Margaret. Vanessa agreed to cooperate with investigators, and her own role was assessed separately.<\/p>\n
I didn’t celebrate.<\/p>\n
There was nothing joyful about discovering that people I had trusted had been involved in moving money behind my back.<\/p>\n
But I was relieved that the facts were finally being examined.<\/p>\n
Six months after the day Margaret arrived with her suitcases, I stood in my living room.<\/p>\n
The house was quiet.<\/p>\n
The suitcases were gone.<\/p>\n
The photographs of Christopher and me had been removed.<\/p>\n
I had repainted the walls and rearranged the furniture.<\/p>\n
For the first time in years, the house felt like mine again.<\/p>\n
My attorney called that afternoon.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe latest recovery has been confirmed,\u201d she said. \u201cThe settlement has returned another portion of the funds. The remaining claims are still being addressed.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thanked her.<\/p>\n
Then I walked into the study and opened the drawer where I kept the original property deed.<\/p>\n
Beside it was a photograph of my father.<\/p>\n
He had helped me inspect the house before I bought it. I remembered him standing in the empty living room, looking at the sunlight coming through the windows.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou’ve done well, Ellie,\u201d he had said. \u201cNever let anyone make you feel like you don’t belong in a place you’ve worked hard to build.\u201d<\/p>\n
I touched the frame.<\/p>\n
He had been right.<\/p>\n
A year later, I received a message from Christopher.<\/p>\n
I hope we can talk. I know things went too far.<\/em><\/p>\n I read it twice.<\/p>\n Then I replied:<\/p>\n We can communicate through our attorneys about anything still outstanding. I wish you well, but I am moving on.<\/em><\/p>\n He never responded.<\/p>\n Margaret sent a handwritten apology several months later.<\/p>\n She wrote that she had trusted her son, that she had been afraid of losing her lifestyle, and that she had made decisions she regretted.<\/p>\n I didn’t reply immediately.<\/p>\n I wasn’t sure whether I would ever forgive her.<\/p>\n But I no longer needed her to understand me.<\/p>\n The day she called the police, she believed I would be frightened into leaving.<\/p>\n She believed Christopher’s name on the household bills made him the owner.<\/p>\n She believed that because I had stayed quiet for seven years, I would stay quiet forever.<\/p>\n She was wrong.<\/p>\n The deed established who owned the house.<\/p>\n The financial records revealed where the money had gone.<\/p>\n And the investigation forced everyone involved to answer questions they had spent months avoiding.<\/p>\n But the most important thing I recovered wasn’t the house or the money.<\/p>\n It was my ability to trust my own judgment.<\/p>\n For seven years, I had confused keeping the peace with protecting my marriage.<\/p>\n I had ignored warning signs because I wanted to believe my husband would never betray me.<\/p>\n Now I understood.<\/p>\n Love should never require you to surrender your safety, your property, or your dignity.<\/p>\n And when I finally closed the front door behind me that evening, I didn’t feel like a woman who had lost her marriage.<\/p>\n I felt like a woman who had finally returned to her own home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My Husband Ordered Me Out of My Own House\u2014Then the Police Read the Deed \u201cMy mother is moving in, so shut your mouth and deal with it.\u201d Christopher’s words echoed … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":12807,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12823","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-new-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12823","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12823"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12823\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12824,"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12823\/revisions\/12824"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12807"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12823"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12823"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storytv9.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12823"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}