The 48-Hour Contract Wife

On our anniversary, I caught my husband’s wedding ring on another woman’s finger—just as I found out I was pregnant. He served me divorce papers while his mistress framed me as "infertile". I took my camera and left New York. In Florence, I photographed women who walked away, and I photographed myself. My solo exhibition traveled from Rome to New York; no one calls me “Mrs. Blackwell” anymore. I am Serena Cole, a photographer, and Lena’s mother. As for Ethan? He bought a ticket, just like everyone else, to see my exhibition. My lens will always keep moving forward.