Richard did not move.

He simply stared at both of us.

I folded my arms calmly.

“Your girlfriend was just explaining how our household works,” I said.

His expression shifted slowly from confusion to dread.

“Emily,” he began cautiously.

I shook my head.

“Don’t worry,” I said calmly. “You’ll have plenty of time to explain everything while you pack.”

Alexis looked between us, suddenly uncertain.

“Wait,” she said slowly. “What do you mean pack?”

Richard still had not spoken.

I walked toward the hallway.

“Because tonight,” I said quietly, “Richard is leaving this house.”