“Are you married, Captain?” “No.” “You will be. Twice, in fact. Two great loves in a single lifetime. How terribly romantic of you. I see… family too. Great joy, success. Hardship…” She blinked, her eyes growing suddenly bright with unshed tears. “Heartache. You’re going to grieve a great deal. I’m so sorry.”
Foresadowing is a literary device...
