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The university ball was held on Sunday night in the main ballroom and dining hall.

“You look beautiful, Nina,” Geoff told me when he stepped through the front door, greeting up there, dressed in his suit and a small black bowtie.

I leaned forward and gave him a brief peck to the lips.

“Thanks,” I answered. “You scrub up nicely."

Geoff giggled modestly.

“I try my best,” he said. “It’s a bit better than the sweaty police uniform."

I moved my lips, coated in bright pink lipstick, some of which had been smudged onto Geoff’s mouth, closer to his ear.

“I love a man in a uniform,” I murmured seductively.

I witnessed Geoff’s grin as I pulled myself back into view of his face. I raised my thumb to his lips and rubbed my lipstick from his mouth.

“I suppose you weren’t intending to wear my lipstick,” I presumed.

“Do you really know me that well?” Geoff quipped, raising his eyebrows.

We laughed, then I took his hand and we strolled off across the room. I noticed Lexie and Lizzie mingling around a table, which was covered with a draping white tablecloth.


The younger sister of missing Sydney man Mitchell del Reyan, Nina del Reyan lives on Dharug land in western Sydney. She has recently commenced a teaching degree at Macquarie University. Nina loves her family and friends and is deeply committed to finding answers and justice for the families of missing people.

Abbey Sim is the founder of Huldah Media. She is a creative writing, law and theology student who lives on the lands of the Dharug people in Sydney, Australia. Abbey desires to explore themes of hope, love and longing through her storytelling. She is the author of 'Shadow' and 'From the Wild'.

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