{"id":16791,"date":"2026-07-15T14:51:34","date_gmt":"2026-07-15T07:51:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/?p=16791"},"modified":"2026-07-15T14:51:34","modified_gmt":"2026-07-15T07:51:34","slug":"i-surprised-my-husband-at-work-for-valentines-day-only-to-find-him-kissing-the-ceo-at-their-engagement-party-i-walked-away-canceled-paris-froze-our-accounts-and-reclaimed-my-558","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/?p=16791","title":{"rendered":"I surprised my husband at work for Valentine\u2019s Day\u2014only to find him kissing the CEO at their engagement party. I walked away, canceled Paris, froze our accounts, and reclaimed my $558 million stake."},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/h1>\n

Part 1:<\/strong><\/h1>\n

I arrived carrying red tulips, two first-class tickets to Paris, and a ridiculous smile I could not hide.<\/p>\n

Valentine\u2019s Day had always meant something special to Daniel and me.<\/p>\n

Not flowers.<\/p>\n

Not chocolate.<\/p>\n

Paris.<\/p>\n

For years, Daniel had promised, \u201cOne day, Olivia, I\u2019ll take you there and make you forget every ugly boardroom we survived.\u201d<\/p>\n

That year, I decided I would be the one to make it happen.<\/p>\n

But when the elevator opened on the forty-second floor of Whitmore & Vale, thunderous applause filled the hallway.<\/p>\n

For one foolish second, I thought Daniel had somehow discovered my surprise and prepared one of his own.<\/p>\n

Then I noticed the champagne tower.<\/p>\n

The silver balloons.<\/p>\n

And the enormous banner stretched across the glass conference-room wall.<\/p>\n

CONGRATULATIONS, DANIEL & VIVIENNE<\/p>\n

My fingers tightened around the tulip stems.<\/p>\n

Daniel stood near the conference room in the navy suit I had helped him choose. Beside him was Vivienne Shaw, the company\u2019s recently appointed CEO, dressed in white silk with one hand resting possessively against his chest.<\/p>\n

Before I could move, my husband leaned forward and kissed her.<\/p>\n

It was not a friendly kiss.<\/p>\n

It was slow, intimate, and painfully familiar.<\/p>\n

The employees cheered.<\/p>\n

Then Daniel lifted Vivienne\u2019s left hand, revealing a large diamond ring beneath the office lights.<\/p>\n

Vivienne laughed.<\/p>\n

\u201cI said yes.\u201d<\/p>\n

Someone in the crowd shouted, \u201cPower couple!\u201d<\/p>\n

My husband smiled as though he had conquered the world.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, I stood twelve feet away holding a trip to Paris in one hand and flowers in the other.<\/p>\n

Daniel finally noticed me.<\/p>\n

His smile disappeared.<\/p>\n

Vivienne followed his gaze. Her expression did not show guilt.<\/p>\n

It showed calculation.<\/p>\n

The applause faded until the entire floor fell silent.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia,\u201d Daniel said.<\/p>\n

My name sounded almost insulting in his mouth.<\/p>\n

I looked at the diamond, then at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cCongratulations.\u201d<\/p>\n

His face drained of color.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis isn\u2019t what it looks like.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt looks like my husband just became engaged to another woman inside the company I created.\u201d<\/p>\n

No one moved.<\/p>\n

Vivienne raised her chin.<\/p>\n

\u201cPerhaps this conversation should happen privately.\u201d<\/p>\n

I smiled at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou chose an audience.\u201d<\/p>\n

I placed the tulips on the reception desk, opened the airline application, and canceled both Paris tickets while Daniel watched.<\/p>\n

His phone vibrated.<\/p>\n

Mine followed.<\/p>\n

The first confirmation informed me that the joint marital accounts had been frozen.<\/p>\n

The second message came from my attorney.<\/p>\n

Withdrawal notice filed. Effective immediately.<\/p>\n

My eighty-three-percent stake in Whitmore & Vale\u2014worth approximately $558 million\u2014was no longer available as company collateral.<\/p>\n

Across the room, the chief financial officer shouted, \u201cWhat just happened to our operating reserve?\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel rushed toward me.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia, wait!\u201d<\/p>\n

I stepped into the elevator and left without looking back.<\/p>\n

By the time I reached my penthouse, I had 152 missed calls.<\/p>\n

Then the doorbell rang.<\/p>\n

Through the security camera, I saw Daniel standing outside with his tie loosened and his hair ruined from repeatedly running his hands through it.<\/p>\n

Vivienne stood behind him.<\/p>\n

She was still wearing the engagement ring.<\/p>\n

That angered me more than the kiss.<\/p>\n

Daniel pressed the buzzer again.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia, open the door. We need to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n

I activated the intercom.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou have three minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n

He stared toward the speaker.<\/p>\n

\u201cThree minutes? I\u2019m your husband.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLegally, perhaps. Emotionally, you resigned in front of two hundred employees.\u201d<\/p>\n

Vivienne stepped closer to the camera.<\/p>\n

\u201cMrs. Whitmore, I understand that today was painful, but your reaction has created a serious corporate emergency.\u201d<\/p>\n

I nearly laughed.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy reaction?\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel leaned toward the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou froze accounts connected to payroll, vendors, and acquisitions.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI froze our marital accounts. The company is affected because you used my ownership stake as collateral without my permission.\u201d<\/p>\n

The hallway went silent.<\/p>\n

Daniel\u2019s eyes shifted.<\/p>\n

That was enough confirmation.<\/p>\n

I opened the door but left the security chain in place.<\/p>\n

Relief crossed his face until he saw my expression.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia,\u201d he said softly, \u201cI made a mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou publicly proposed to another woman.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt was strategic.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at him.<\/p>\n

Vivienne released an impatient breath.<\/p>\n

Part 2:<\/strong><\/h1>\n

\u201cDaniel and I needed to present stable, united leadership before the Phoenix acquisition. Investors had become concerned after your medical leave.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMy medical leave lasted two weeks,\u201d I said. \u201cIt followed a miscarriage.\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel flinched.<\/p>\n

Vivienne did not.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo your solution,\u201d I continued, \u201cwas to marry my husband?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo one expected you to arrive,\u201d she replied.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat is not a defense.\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel stepped forward until the chain pulled tight.<\/p>\n

\u201cI planned to explain everything tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIn Paris?\u201d<\/p>\n

His eyes fell on the canceled ticket confirmations in my hand.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou bought tickets?\u201d<\/p>\n

I tore the paper in half.<\/p>\n

\u201cPast tense.\u201d<\/p>\n

Vivienne\u2019s phone rang.<\/p>\n

She checked the screen and immediately paled.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe board has called an emergency meeting.\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel\u2019s phone rang next.<\/p>\n

Then mine.<\/p>\n

I answered on speaker.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia,\u201d said Marcus Vale, my cofounder, \u201cthe board needs you back here immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m finished.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou still control the voting structure. Without your equity, the Phoenix acquisition fails, the credit line may default, and Vivienne\u2019s appointment can be challenged.\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel whispered, \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

Marcus continued.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe auditors also found unauthorized personal guarantees linked to your shares. Did you give Daniel permission to pledge your equity against executive compensation advances?\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared directly at my husband.<\/p>\n

His face turned gray.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d I answered.<\/p>\n

Vivienne turned toward him.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did you do?\u201d<\/p>\n

For the first time that evening, she sounded frightened.<\/p>\n

Daniel raised his hands.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt was temporary.\u201d<\/p>\n

I closed the door.<\/p>\n

He began pounding against it.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia, please!\u201d<\/p>\n

I locked the deadbolt and called my attorney.<\/p>\n

\u201cElaine, file for divorce. Begin a full fraud review and tell the board I\u2019ll attend the meeting under one condition.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat condition?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDaniel and Vivienne must be removed before I enter.\u201d<\/p>\n

The emergency meeting began at 9:40 that night in the same glass room where Daniel had kissed Vivienne beneath silver balloons.<\/p>\n

The decorations were already gone.<\/p>\n

Someone had ripped down the congratulatory banner so quickly that strips of tape still clung to the glass.<\/p>\n

The champagne had been cleared away, leaving only a sticky trail across the marble floor.<\/p>\n

I arrived with Elaine Porter, my attorney, and two forensic accountants who specialized in corporate fraud.<\/p>\n

Every board member stood when I entered.<\/p>\n

Daniel was not there.<\/p>\n

Neither was Vivienne.<\/p>\n

Marcus sat at the far end of the table looking exhausted and furious.<\/p>\n

He and I had built Whitmore & Vale fifteen years earlier in a rented Boston office, long before Daniel had gained influence inside the company.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d Marcus said.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t need an apology tonight. I need documents.\u201d<\/p>\n

He pushed a folder toward us.<\/p>\n

Elaine opened it.<\/p>\n

Her expression hardened with every page.<\/p>\n

Daniel had pledged shares he did not own as collateral for executive liquidity loans. He claimed he possessed spousal authority to use my equity.<\/p>\n

\u201cI never gave him authority.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe know,\u201d Elaine said. \u201cThe digital signatures came from an unfamiliar IP address. Someone accessed your executive credentials while you were on medical leave.\u201d<\/p>\n

Medical leave.<\/p>\n

The phrase still cut through me.<\/p>\n

After losing our pregnancy at eleven weeks, Daniel had sat beside my hospital bed, held my hand, and promised to handle everything while I recovered.<\/p>\n

Apparently, \u201ceverything\u201d included using my absence to build his future with my assets.<\/p>\n

Marcus leaned forward.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s more.\u201d<\/p>\n

Payments had been routed through a consulting company connected to Vivienne\u2019s brother.<\/p>\n

The business had received advisory fees related to the Phoenix acquisition.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cForty-two million dollars over eighteen months.\u201d<\/p>\n

One board member coughed nervously.<\/p>\n

I looked around the table.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd nobody noticed?\u201d<\/p>\n

Helen Price, head of the audit committee, lowered her gaze.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe payments were divided among several subsidiaries.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou approved those subsidiaries.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe relied on information provided by executive leadership.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDaniel?\u201d<\/p>\n

Marcus nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd Vivienne.\u201d<\/p>\n

Elaine closed the folder.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis may support civil claims and a criminal referral.\u201d<\/p>\n

I placed both hands on the table.<\/p>\n

For fifteen years, I had treated Whitmore & Vale like something alive.<\/p>\n

I had protected it through recessions, hostile investors, personal losses, and sleepless nights on the office sofa.<\/p>\n

Daniel used to bring coffee at midnight, kiss the top of my head, and say, \u201cMy brilliant wife is building an empire.\u201d<\/p>\n

I had believed he admired me.<\/p>\n

Now I realized he had been searching for weak places in the walls.<\/p>\n

The conference-room door suddenly opened.<\/p>\n

Daniel stood outside with two security officers behind him.<\/p>\n

Vivienne was beside him. Her white dress was wrinkled beneath a black coat, and the engagement ring had disappeared from her finger.<\/p>\n

Marcus stood.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou were told not to enter.\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel ignored him.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia, give me five minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n

Elaine intervened.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy client will not speak to you without counsel.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t care about lawyers,\u201d he snapped. \u201cI care about my marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n

The room became completely still.<\/p>\n

I gave a quiet laugh.<\/p>\n

\u201cYour marriage?\u201d<\/p>\n

His mouth trembled.<\/p>\n

\u201cI made a terrible mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou made several.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI never loved her.\u201d<\/p>\n

Vivienne turned sharply.<\/p>\n

\u201cDaniel.\u201d<\/p>\n

He kept looking at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt was business. Then everything went too far.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou proposed to her in front of cameras.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt needed to appear convincing.\u201d<\/p>\n

Vivienne stepped backward as though he had struck her.<\/p>\n

I studied my husband carefully.<\/p>\n

His desperation was genuine.<\/p>\n

But it was not about losing me.<\/p>\n

It was about losing the apartment, private-jet access, boardroom authority, and the surname that gave him influence.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou were very convincing,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cI can repair this.\u201d<\/p>\n

Elaine placed a draft restraining order on the table where he could see it.<\/p>\n

Daniel\u2019s eyes dropped.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

I spoke calmly.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou are being removed from every account connected to me. You are suspended from all company duties pending investigation. I am filing for divorce based on adultery, fraud, and financial misconduct. My lawyers will recover every dollar taken through my name, my shares, or my credentials.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ll destroy me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou did that publicly without my help.\u201d<\/p>\n

Vivienne stepped forward.<\/p>\n

\u201cI can testify.\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel spun toward her.<\/p>\n

\u201cBe quiet.\u201d<\/p>\n

She ignored him.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe told me your marriage was already over. He said the divorce was being handled privately because of market concerns.\u201d<\/p>\n

Helen closed her eyes.<\/p>\n

Vivienne continued.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe said Olivia had permanently stepped away after the miscarriage. He called her unstable and claimed he was supervising her exit.\u201d<\/p>\n

The room seemed to turn colder.<\/p>\n

Daniel had not only betrayed me.<\/p>\n

He had attempted to remove me from my own company while I was grieving our child.<\/p>\n

I looked at Marcus.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid no one think to speak directly to the majority owner?\u201d<\/p>\n

His answer was honest.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot enough of us did.\u201d<\/p>\n

Then I turned to Vivienne.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou believed him?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAt first,\u201d she said. \u201cLater, I simply didn\u2019t want to stop believing him.\u201d<\/p>\n

It was the cleanest confession anyone had offered all night.<\/p>\n

Daniel laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t pretend you\u2019re innocent. You enjoyed the ring, the cameras, and the idea of becoming Mrs. Whitmore before my first wife was gone.\u201d<\/p>\n

Vivienne\u2019s expression hardened.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you enjoyed having two women finance your ambition.\u201d<\/p>\n

Security moved closer.<\/p>\n

Daniel\u2019s breathing became uneven.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia, I was scared. You owned everything\u2014the votes, the shares, the investor relationships. Everyone respected you. I was your husband, but people looked through me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere it is,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

He stared at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe truth.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tears appeared in his eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cI wanted something that belonged to me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo you stole what belonged to me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI borrowed against it. I planned to repay everything after the Phoenix deal closed.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWith money from the acquisition your fianc\u00e9e\u2019s brother was already draining?\u201d<\/p>\n

He had no answer.<\/p>\n

Elaine stood.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis meeting is over for Mr. Whitmore.\u201d<\/p>\n

Daniel took one sudden step toward me.<\/p>\n

Security immediately grabbed him.<\/p>\n

\u201cOlivia! You can\u2019t erase me!\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked at the man I had once danced with barefoot in our empty apartment.<\/p>\n

The man who had whispered baby names to me in the dark.<\/p>\n

The man who later turned my grief into financial opportunity.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t need to erase you,\u201d I said. \u201cYou left enough evidence.\u201d<\/p>\n

Part 3:<\/strong><\/h1>\n

They removed him from the room.<\/p>\n

Vivienne remained standing beside the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat happens to me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat depends on how useful and truthful your cooperation becomes.\u201d<\/p>\n

She reached into her purse and removed a USB drive.<\/p>\n

\u201cEmails, text messages, payment approvals, and voice recordings. Daniel said we needed protection against each other.\u201d<\/p>\n

Marcus gave a humorless smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow romantic.\u201d<\/p>\n

Vivienne placed the drive on the table.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll cooperate.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou are suspended immediately,\u201d I told her. \u201cYour compensation and access are frozen. If you have lied about anything, we will know.\u201d<\/p>\n

She nodded.<\/p>\n

For the first time since seeing her ring, I felt no anger toward her.<\/p>\n

Not forgiveness.<\/p>\n

Only clarity.<\/p>\n

Vivienne had been dishonest and ambitious, but Daniel had designed the scheme.<\/p>\n

And architects always left blueprints.<\/p>\n

Before midnight, the board voted unanimously to restore me as interim executive chair with emergency authority.<\/p>\n

Marcus accepted temporary control of operations.<\/p>\n

Helen resigned from the audit committee.<\/p>\n

At 2:15 in the morning, Elaine filed my divorce petition.<\/p>\n

By sunrise, the company released a statement announcing leadership changes and an independent investigation into executive misconduct.<\/p>\n

It mentioned nothing about the kiss or the engagement.<\/p>\n

Corporate statements were designed to remove blood from a wound before displaying it publicly.<\/p>\n

The market fell when trading opened.<\/p>\n

Then it recovered.<\/p>\n

Investors feared uncertainty more than scandal, and I had eliminated uncertainty quickly.<\/p>\n

Three days later, I returned to my penthouse after fourteen hours of meetings.<\/p>\n

The tulips I had left at reception had somehow been delivered to the lobby.<\/p>\n

They were wilted and wrapped in paper damaged by too many hands.<\/p>\n

The doorman looked uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

\u201cMr. Whitmore requested that these be delivered.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThrow them away.\u201d<\/p>\n

I rode the elevator upstairs alone.<\/p>\n

The silence inside the apartment did not feel empty anymore.<\/p>\n

It felt clean.<\/p>\n

The torn Paris confirmations still lay on the dining table.<\/p>\n

For years, I had imagined going to Paris with Daniel as proof that we had finally earned peace after all the boardrooms, negotiations, and sacrifices.<\/p>\n

But Paris had never belonged to him.<\/p>\n

I opened my laptop and purchased one ticket.<\/p>\n

Under my name.<\/p>\n

With my own money.<\/p>\n

Two weeks later, investigators found enough evidence to freeze Daniel\u2019s personal assets.<\/p>\n

Vivienne\u2019s cooperation reduced her legal exposure, but she still resigned permanently and became a witness in both civil and criminal proceedings.<\/p>\n

Daniel sent one final letter through his attorney.<\/p>\n

He admitted that jealousy and insecurity had transformed admiration into resentment.<\/p>\n

He wrote that he had loved me but could not tolerate always feeling smaller.<\/p>\n

He asked me not to let the worst thing he had done become the only thing I remembered about him.<\/p>\n

I read the letter once.<\/p>\n

Then I placed it inside a folder labeled EVIDENCE.<\/p>\n

Six months later, Whitmore & Vale stabilized.<\/p>\n

The Phoenix deal was renegotiated after the fraudulent advisory contracts were removed.<\/p>\n

Vivienne testified.<\/p>\n

Daniel initially pleaded not guilty but changed his position after prosecutors revealed the digital-signature records.<\/p>\n

The press called me ruthless.<\/p>\n

Then resilient.<\/p>\n

Then brilliant.<\/p>\n

I did not feel like any of those things.<\/p>\n

I simply felt awake.<\/p>\n

On a cold October morning, I stood alone on a bridge in Paris.<\/p>\n

I wore a black coat and no wedding ring.<\/p>\n

The Seine moved quietly beneath me while tourists passed with cameras and a violinist played somewhere nearby.<\/p>\n

My phone vibrated.<\/p>\n

Marcus had sent a message.<\/p>\n

Board vote complete. The company is officially Vale Hart Group. Your name appears first on the charter, where it always belonged.<\/p>\n

I smiled.<\/p>\n

Daniel had once promised to bring me to Paris and make me forget every terrible boardroom we had survived.<\/p>\n

He had been wrong.<\/p>\n

I did not need to forget.<\/p>\n

I needed to remember exactly who had built the room, who had attempted to lock me out, and who still possessed the key.<\/p>\n

I placed my phone inside my pocket and continued across the bridge alone.<\/p>\n

For the first time in years, being alone did not feel like losing something.<\/p>\n

It felt like finally owning my life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Part 1: I arrived carrying red tulips, two first-class tickets to Paris, and a ridiculous smile I could not hide. Valentine\u2019s Day had always meant something special to Daniel and me. Not flowers. Not chocolate. Paris. For years, Daniel had promised, \u201cOne day, Olivia, I\u2019ll take you there and make you forget every ugly boardroom<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":16798,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-16791","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16791","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=16791"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16791\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16800,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16791\/revisions\/16800"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/16798"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=16791"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=16791"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=16791"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}