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...