"You don't know anything about me," she said quietly, looking away and to the side, from him. She felt like asking her who he thought loved her, she certainly didn't have any love to give. The men, the sex, she'd felt empty.<br/><br/>She finished with the cotton candy and although she desired to walk away she couldn't as he adressed the crowd. It was unbelievable, she felt...used, though there was no anger in that, only disappointment, because that was all she was, used.<br/><br/>She felt again like her clothes were stifling and now, dirty as well. She needed to get clean, but she couldn't think how. Then she saw just past the big tent, a whole series of trailers, the circus members' trailers, most of the wooden. And quite nice.<br/><br/>While Alastor still had his back turned she ran, before she started crying, and she felt she could. She'd never felt as bad, as she did at that moment and she found an outdoor shower, pulling off her t-shirt to reveal her plain white sports bra. She didn't dress to impress.