Jesus knew.
He stepped into that upper room, fully aware that betrayal was already in motion.
He knew who would turn Him over.
He knew the price, thirty silver coins.
He knew the pain, stabbed in the back by one He loved, one He had trusted, one He had washed in truth and friendship.
And yet… Judas ate too.
Jesus broke bread—He broke it for Peter, for John, for Thomas.
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