I did not sleep.<\/p>\n
Not because I believed Judith.<\/p>\n
Because I could not dismiss her.<\/p>\n
Harold had lied about Daniel\u2019s conception for forty-three years.<\/p>\n
He had hidden Redstone.<\/p>\n
Rachel.<\/p>\n
Victor.<\/p>\n
Bell.<\/p>\n
Laura\u2019s recording.<\/p>\n
His suspicions about Renee.<\/p>\n
He had built layers of secrecy so elaborate that a claim I would once have called impossible now belonged in a folder labeled plausible until disproven.<\/p>\n
At four in the morning, I sat at the kitchen table with Harold\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou had better not have another child.\u201d<\/p>\n
His photographed smile did not change.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was not a joke.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
I hated dead husbands for being unavailable to cross-examination.<\/p>\n
By eight, Elaine had arranged the meeting.<\/p>\n
Not because Judith deserved it.<\/p>\n
Because if another person had been conceived using Harold\u2019s genetic material without knowing, we could not ignore that possibility simply because the messenger was manipulative.<\/p>\n
The meeting occurred by secure video.<\/p>\n
Judith remained in custody.<\/p>\n
Her attorney sat beside her.<\/p>\n
Rachel joined from counsel\u2019s office.<\/p>\n
Daniel sat beside me.<\/p>\n
Elaine controlled the call.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou will identify the patient mother first.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith\u2019s lawyer objected.<\/p>\n
Elaine did not blink.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo identity, no meeting.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith leaned toward the camera.<\/p>\n
\u201cPatricia Nolan.\u201d<\/p>\n
The name struck me.<\/p>\n
Not because I immediately remembered.<\/p>\n
Because something inside memory moved.<\/p>\n
Patricia.<\/p>\n
Patty.<\/p>\n
A woman from the clinic.<\/p>\n
I saw a waiting room.<\/p>\n
Orange chairs.<\/p>\n
A magazine in my lap.<\/p>\n
A woman with dark hair.<\/p>\n
Then it came back.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was a patient.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith smiled slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do I know her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou spoke to her several times.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n
He watched me carefully.<\/p>\n
Bell Reproductive Medicine had encouraged couples to attend support sessions.<\/p>\n
Patricia Nolan had been there.<\/p>\n
Married.<\/p>\n
Quiet husband.<\/p>\n
I remembered her because she cried once in the restroom and I gave her tissues.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas Harold her donor?\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is not what you implied yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said his genetic material was used.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Harold know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My breath caught.<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s jaw tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cProof.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith\u2019s attorney placed a scanned document on screen.<\/p>\n
Donor transfer form.<\/p>\n
Code HMB-4.<\/p>\n
No name.<\/p>\n
Date.<\/p>\n
November 1975.<\/p>\n
I did the arithmetic automatically.<\/p>\n
Daniel was conceived later.<\/p>\n
This came before.<\/p>\n
Long before Redstone.<\/p>\n
Long before Victor.<\/p>\n
Long before Bell\u2019s crimes came fully into view.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Dad donate?\u201d Daniel asked.<\/p>\n
Judith looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk your mother what happened in 1975.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt cold.<\/p>\n
Daniel turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom?\u201d<\/p>\n
I did not want to answer in front of Judith.<\/p>\n
That alone told me the memory mattered.<\/p>\n
\u201cOur marriage was difficult that year.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow difficult?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the screen.<\/p>\n
Judith knew.<\/p>\n
She enjoyed knowing.<\/p>\n
I refused to give her the performance.<\/p>\n
\u201cElaine, end her feed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith\u2019s lawyer protested.<\/p>\n
Elaine muted them.<\/p>\n
The screen remained visible but silent.<\/p>\n
I looked at Daniel.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father and I separated for three months.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never told me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere was no reason.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe were young.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not an answer.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled sadly.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently our family specializes in those.\u201d<\/p>\n
He waited.<\/p>\n
Harold had been working constantly.<\/p>\n
I had suffered a miscarriage earlier that year.<\/p>\n
Neither of us handled it well.<\/p>\n
I wanted to talk.<\/p>\n
He wanted to work.<\/p>\n
I accused him of not caring.<\/p>\n
He accused me of turning grief into a test he could never pass.<\/p>\n
One night, we said too much.<\/p>\n
He left.<\/p>\n
Three months.<\/p>\n
No divorce papers.<\/p>\n
No other partners as far as I knew.<\/p>\n
Just distance.<\/p>\n
During that separation, Harold continued fertility testing independently.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at the muted Judith.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Dad could have donated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWould he?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I hated those words.<\/p>\n
I had said them more in two weeks than in the previous decade.<\/p>\n
We unmuted Judith.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did Harold donate?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith sat back.<\/p>\n
\u201cRaymond used Harold\u2019s stored sample.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
Bell again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWithout consent?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s face hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Dad didn\u2019t father another child willingly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot knowingly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why say he knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he found out later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter Daniel was born.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cExplain.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith claimed Harold stored a semen sample during early fertility testing before doctors concluded his viable count was extremely poor.<\/p>\n
One specimen had limited usable material.<\/p>\n
Bell retained it.<\/p>\n
When Patricia Nolan\u2019s anonymous donor sample was mishandled, Bell substituted Harold\u2019s stored specimen.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy Harold\u2019s?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConvenience.\u201d<\/p>\n
The word was monstrous in its simplicity.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Patricia consent to an anonymous donor?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot Harold specifically.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Bell violated her too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Harold know at the time?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen when did he learn?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears later, when he investigated Daniel\u2019s donor code.\u201d<\/p>\n
That fit the timeline.<\/p>\n
One investigation uncovered another wrong.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened to Patricia\u2019s pregnancy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe had a daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
I swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cName.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith hesitated.<\/p>\n
Elaine spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca Nolan.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did not know the name.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPhoenix.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAge?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFifty.\u201d<\/p>\n
A year younger than Daniel.<\/p>\n
My husband might have a biological daughter.<\/p>\n
Not through affair.<\/p>\n
Not deliberate donation.<\/p>\n
Through another unauthorized act committed by Raymond Bell.<\/p>\n
Daniel stared at the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo I might have a half sister who isn\u2019t related to Bell at all.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy is she missing from the archive?\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith looked toward the camera.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Raymond removed her record.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHarold made him.\u201d<\/p>\n
My anger surged.<\/p>\n
\u201cHarold had no right.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith seemed almost pleased I said it.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted Rebecca protected.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
Always.<\/p>\n
Always that word.<\/p>\n
Protected.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Rebecca\u2019s parents know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPatricia learned.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout twelve years later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe confronted Raymond.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid her husband know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Harold?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he meet Rebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith paused.<\/p>\n
That pause mattered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel and I both spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeveral times.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hand went flat against the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean several?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHarold kept track of her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThrough Patricia.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he tell her he was her biological father?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she know him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAs a family friend.\u201d<\/p>\n
My chair scraped backward.<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
The room blurred for a second.<\/p>\n
Harold had another biological child.<\/p>\n
He knew.<\/p>\n
He met her.<\/p>\n
And never told me.<\/p>\n
Daniel stood too.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d<\/p>\n
I was not.<\/p>\n
But I would be.<\/p>\n
Eventually.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Harold do with her?\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cLunches. Birthday cards. Advice.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoney?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Redstone support her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Patricia ask him to stay involved?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause her husband died.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow old was Rebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeventeen.\u201d<\/p>\n
So Harold stepped into her life more directly after the man who raised her died.<\/p>\n
Still without telling her the truth.<\/p>\n
Still without telling me.<\/p>\n
My anger became something heavier.<\/p>\n
He had built a second relationship parallel to our marriage.<\/p>\n
Not romantic.<\/p>\n
Not technically paternal.<\/p>\n
But intimate enough to be betrayal by omission.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Rebecca think Harold was?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA friend of her mother\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she ever come to our house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Daniel meet her?\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cOnce.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt a Redstone charity event.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve never been to\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
Then he stopped.<\/p>\n
Memory.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad took me to a construction scholarship dinner.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca was there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI remember a woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked Dad why he never talked about me.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said, \u2018Some things are harder to explain than they should be.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n
Harold.<\/p>\n
Damn him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you telling us now?\u201d Rachel asked Judith.<\/p>\n
Her face hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause everyone keeps pretending Harold was better than the rest of us.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Not concern for Rebecca.<\/p>\n
Not justice.<\/p>\n
Balance through exposure.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to ruin him,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to ruin our memory of him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want you to stop worshipping him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned toward the camera.<\/p>\n
\u201cI stopped doing that days ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Judith\u2019s expression shifted.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think this changes nothing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt changes plenty.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you still don\u2019t get to decide what I do with it.\u201d<\/p>\n
She went silent.<\/p>\n
Elaine resumed control.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you have documentary evidence?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCarver archive. Drawer marked PN.\u201d<\/p>\n
Investigators confirmed within an hour.<\/p>\n
Patricia Nolan.<\/p>\n
Treatment record.<\/p>\n
Harold\u2019s specimen code.<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s birth.<\/p>\n
Later correspondence between Patricia and Harold.<\/p>\n
One letter stopped me.<\/p>\n
Patricia wrote:<\/p>\n
She asks about you more than she should. I think part of her senses something.<\/p>\n
Harold replied:<\/p>\n
Then tell her when you believe she is ready. I will not interfere.<\/p>\n
That softened nothing.<\/p>\n
But it clarified.<\/p>\n
Harold had left the decision with Patricia.<\/p>\n
Still wrong to exclude me.<\/p>\n
Still wrong to exclude Rebecca indefinitely.<\/p>\n
But not exactly the secret second family Judith implied.<\/p>\n
Another letter from Patricia:<\/p>\n
Frank\u2019s death has left her unmoored. Could you please meet her for coffee? She respects you.<\/p>\n
Harold agreed.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
Thank you for helping with tuition. She thinks it came from the scholarship fund.<\/p>\n
My eyes filled.<\/p>\n
Harold had paid part of Rebecca\u2019s college tuition anonymously.<\/p>\n
Daniel read over my shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad helped her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you have wanted him not to?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not the point.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I touched the letter.<\/p>\n
\u201cI would have wanted to know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Always choice.<\/p>\n
Always truth.<\/p>\n
By noon, Elaine located Rebecca Nolan through public records.<\/p>\n
She was fifty.<\/p>\n
A landscape architect.<\/p>\n
Divorced.<\/p>\n
One adult son.<\/p>\n
Still in Phoenix.<\/p>\n
Alive.<\/p>\n
Living an ordinary life.<\/p>\n
No apparent connection to Bell, Redstone, or our family.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes she know Patricia used fertility treatment?\u201d Daniel asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes she know Mom exists?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo idea.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes she know Dad died?\u201d<\/p>\n
A public social-media memorial answered that.<\/p>\n
Rebecca had posted after Harold\u2019s death.<\/p>\n
One photograph.<\/p>\n
Harold standing beside a garden installation.<\/p>\n
Caption:<\/p>\n
A good man who gave me better advice than he ever knew.<\/p>\n
I had to sit down.<\/p>\n
She mourned him.<\/p>\n
Without knowing why he mattered to her.<\/p>\n
Or perhaps she knew more than Judith believed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe cannot just call her,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Elaine nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cAgreed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need a process.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rachel said, \u201cThe restitution trust.\u201d<\/p>\n
Yes.<\/p>\n
Rebecca was also a victim of Bell\u2019s misconduct.<\/p>\n
She had the same right as the others to choose whether to know.<\/p>\n
Except there was a complication.<\/p>\n
Harold\u2019s personal connection.<\/p>\n
My relationship.<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s.<\/p>\n
This was no longer only a clinical notification.<\/p>\n
It was family.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat would Dad want?\u201d Daniel asked.<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe are done asking what dead men want before asking what living people deserve.\u201d<\/p>\n
He absorbed that.<\/p>\n
Then nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine arranged for an independent genetic counselor and attorney to contact Rebecca without disclosing unnecessary details.<\/p>\n
She would be told records existed relating to her conception.<\/p>\n
She could choose whether to proceed.<\/p>\n
Nothing more unless she consented.<\/p>\n
We waited.<\/p>\n
Four hours.<\/p>\n
Then six.<\/p>\n
At seven that evening, Elaine received the call.<\/p>\n
Rebecca wanted to know.<\/p>\n
Not tomorrow.<\/p>\n
Now.<\/p>\n
She had one question first.<\/p>\n
Did this involve Harold Briggs?<\/p>\n
Elaine looked at me before answering.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca went silent.<\/p>\n
Then said:<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she know?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine asked.<\/p>\n
Rebecca answered.<\/p>\n
Not that Harold was her biological father.<\/p>\n
But that her mother had lied about why he stayed in their lives.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wants to meet,\u201d Elaine said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at me.<\/p>\n
I expected fear.<\/p>\n
Instead, I felt something stranger.<\/p>\n
Recognition without memory.<\/p>\n
Somewhere in Phoenix was a woman who shared Harold\u2019s biology.<\/p>\n
A woman he had watched grow up from the edges.<\/p>\n
A woman whose existence he hid from me because he believed secrecy was protection.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n
But before we left, Elaine\u2019s phone rang again.<\/p>\n
Investigators had found another document in Patricia Nolan\u2019s file.<\/p>\n
Not from Harold.<\/p>\n
From Patricia.<\/p>\n
Dated two years before she died.<\/p>\n
Addressed to me.<\/p>\n
Margaret Briggs.<\/p>\n
Never sent.<\/p>\n
Elaine read the first line.<\/p>\n
If Harold has not told you about Rebecca by the time you read this, then he has broken the promise he made me.<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
Harold had promised Patricia he would tell me.<\/p>\n
And he never did.<\/p>\n
I did not sleep. Not because I believed Judith. Because I could not dismiss her. Harold had lied about Daniel\u2019s conception for forty-three years. He had hidden Redstone. Rachel. Victor. … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":18796,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18815","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-insightdrama"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18815","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=18815"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18815\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18850,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18815\/revisions\/18850"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/18796"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18815"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18815"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18815"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}