In an interrogation room, you face three nearly identical women, one of whom is your stalker who tried to kidnap you.

You approach suspect one, with tattoos. She smiles at you "Not her," you think.

Suspect two, with dimples, waving "Not her either," you conclude.

Alas, the third, with vivid amber eyes; feeling a slight familiarity with her.

You decide to test your theory, "Whatever, I'm heading home to my...boyfriend."

"I beg your fucking pardon?!" Eve snaps

Found her