"The rumors say this file is about lost connections," Leo whispered, finally turning to face her. "But I think it’s just a reminder not to let the real things pass you by while you're looking for ghosts."

Leo didn't laugh. He was looking at the way the moonlight caught the silver ring Maya always wore. "I don’t need a cursed mp4 to tell me what I want, Maya."

In the quiet coastal town where the only thing moving faster than the tides was the gossip at the local arcade, Leo and Maya were the duo everyone expected to "happen."