That had been the night Katie had planned her escape from casa Valdez. The only night Roman hadn't exhausted her to breaking point. Tonight, she would execute her plan. She had everything she needed. She would pretend she had her period and couldn't perform her wifely duties. In reality, Katie's period was irregular and came pretty much whenever it pleased within a four to seven-week window. She had no way of knowing if Roman would respect her wishes anyway, but she was hoping. She was going to send Lana with the message later and beg for some Advil so it would look like she was feeling achy as well.