My father always told me there were three sides to every story. I never really understood that, not even years after losing him tragically on 9/11. While all my hopes faded to black after his death, the only light I had was that of my best friend, Nick. We were two people whose friendship blossomed into more in the face of shared pain and grief. That’s why I know he never understood why I had to walk away, why I would break his heart and never look back.
My father was undoubtedly one of the best men I would ever know, and I wanted to be just like him. He proudly served as Chief of the FDNY and died a hero on 9/11. Every day after that, I tried to become a man I knew he would be proud of. And I thrived having my best friend, Thea, by my side. But instead of staying with me and celebrating the happiest moment in my life, Thea walked away, splintering my heart in the process, never looking back to see if I would follow.
Years after parting, these once lovers are reunited in the most heated manner and must face their past, come to terms with each of their unspoken truths, and just maybe revive their once-cherished friendship…and understand why there are three sides to every story.