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... her, but still she had remained standing, week after week after week. His eyes, gazing at her, were a lie; however he saw her, it was programmed into him in a chair bound up with electrodes. Nothing was ever supposed to hurt more than that; accepting this had made her able to keep returning to him. It hurt infinitely more when the lie was deliberate. To have thought you were perceived in one ...
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fanfic: i wrote some
fandom: dollhouse

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