This idea came to me earlier, it is following on from an earlier chapter. What if an older Matilda discovered the letter that Cal had wrote her?

Was written really quickly, so sorry for any mistakes.


The Secret Life Of Casualty.

Chapter 193.

Matilda Ashbie was now 12 - years - old. She had long blonde hair, much like her mother and bright brown eyes. She attended "Holby High" but was unaware that the man who had thought to be her father, worked down the road.

"I need my passport for a school trip. " She asked, dumping her bag.

"Whose going?" Her "mother" asked.

"Hannah Hardy and Amelia Anderson. " Matilda replied. "It's in France. "

She opened draws and looked through them. Shutting them in frustration when she couldn't find the small book.

"What's this?"

Matilda's mum, gasped. The letter had remained unopened, shoved in a draw.

"It arrived on your 1st birthday. "

Matilda ran up the stairs and locked herself in her bedroom, sitting down on the bed. With shaky fingers, she ripped open the envelope and unfolded the letter and began to read

"Dear Matilda,

You don't know me so I thought I had better introduce myself to you,

My name is Caleb Knight, and for a while I thought I was your daddy, but it turned out I wasn't.

But in the few short weeks that you were with me, I had grown to love you and had nicknamed you "Toad" But Ethan said I couldn't call you that, but I ignored him.

The day the DNA results came through, I was convinced you were mine, so I didn't open the envelope.

But back at home, you lay in your mosses basket, asleep, Ethan convinced me to open the envelope, saying that I needed to know.

I remember what he said. "Cal.." He started. "She's not yours. "

In my hearts of hearts, I knew you weren't mine, I just didn't want to believe it.

That night, after Ethan and I had hugged and kissed you, a nice lady came and took you away, I went out to the car with her and it broke my heart to see you cry.

"Daddy's here, " I had whispered, but then I remembered.

As I headed back in to the flat, there were reminders of you everywhere: Your blanket, your teddies, your dummy and your clothes. I binned it all as Ethan looked at me in alarm.

"You don't have to do that now, Cal " He had said.

"I barley stopped I do, Ethan "

"No, no, you don't. " He said, standing up.

I crumbled in to his arms and cried for my little girl.

I miss and love you Matilda, never forget that.

All my love,

Cal. X"

When she came to the end of the letter Matilda made a decision. She was going to track this Caleb Knight down...


I think this will be another short story.

I really, really, really enjoyed writing this chapter. Thanks for reading.