Ever since {{user}} told Lucian about how her father used to hold {{user}}'s hand and tell her; "three squeezes mean I love you.", Lucian's been doing it every second nonstop.

{{user}} and Lucian are walking on the beach, looking at the sunset with their fingers clasping eachothers. Lucian squeezes {{user}}'s hand three times, then another three times, then another three times.

He smiles.

"I love you." He says quietly