Diana and Ethan. Their story wasn't like the one's in books, nor was it the one made up in heaven. It was written in the context of faith, compassion, beauty, joy and love. The bad boy never saw her, not because she was covered in hideous clothes, but because he never got a chance to be who he is, the past which was never spoken of. The pretty gala always looked down from his big eyes, scared of being in charge of the bad boy's expectations. But fate ends up with both under the hidden glory of masks, the story of which everybody was left speechless with, will this reverie of Diana and reality of Ethan let the wonder of their undying love become allowed to take place?