A/N: This is a story made up from the song " Just the way you are." This may be a continuation of a Dolls House ( maybe it's a fanfiction picking up from where the play ended. However, it is not in play format.

As Torvald watched Nora shut the door, his hope that she would return to him dissipated. A doll she had called herself.A doll that he had played with, was it? Despite Nora being a crazy woman without morals or religion, his ex-wife was truly beautiful before she stood up to Torvald. She would dress as he had wanted her to dress, do what he wanted her to do, and dance the way he wanted her to dance. However, when she stood up to him, her appearance somehow changed to Torvald. In essence, the once beautiful Nora turned into an ugly ducking. Her hair did not shine anymore nor did it fall into place and her eyes didn't shine brighter than the stars like they once had. The face that Torvald wouldn't change soon became the face of a pig. He was wifeless and his children motherless. Now what was he supposed to do?

As Dr. Rank fondly began reminiscing about all the good times he had with Torvald, he began to feel ill again. This consumption of the spine was literally killing him, but when he thought of dear sweet Nora. His pain went away for a short time. Unfortunately, she wasn't his, but he wouldn't want her to be his anyway. He wanted a relationship with her that was based on love. The kind of love that allowed a man and a woman to make decisions together. Not the love that Torvald felt for her. "Was that even love at all?" Dr. Rank wondered to himself. If it was he had not learned anything by being on this planet. Anyway, his time had run out to be in a relationship with Nora. He was dying. Swiftly and softly he was dying for Nora's love as well.