Lily, the doll maid

"You can talk?" I asked her, a blush appeared on her face. Was she embarrassed or was she unsure, I don't quite understand why that blush appeared.

"My father doesn't know about it. He thinks I don't have vocal cords, but for a long time, I am living they manifested on its own. I was never supposed to talk, but well, it didn't work for him. I can talk. I am living!" Living? Is she living? Is she an alive thing? Does she know how to feel real emotion? What is he and what is she? He created a life in an unorthodox way. She isn't supposed to 'be'. She is supposed to be sitting somewhere, unable to move nor talk. Like a doll, she was supposed to be…

"Are there more of you? Or something similar?"