Rewriting the Fall

Synopsis

In my previous life, I ruined my hand to save him. With that same hand, he held someone else's. The moment we fell from the cliff, he pushed me down. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night it all happened. This time, I didn't reach out. I just stood there and watched him fall. But the next day, he showed up in front of me, perfectly fine. "Savannah, where were you last night?" he asked, frowning. "I was looking for you all night." I froze. He wasn't dead. Then who was the one that fell?