Dia Hadid

She says when she came out of anaesthesia, she realised her eye was swollen, her lip was cut, she had welts on her back and she was wearing a diaper.

She said she fled the hospital as soon as she was able.

And she told us, if that man did something to me, may God punish him.

Ever since then, H tells us, she experiences a sense of terror before she goes under anaesthesia.

Weeks after our first meeting, we see H again.

This time we meet at a cafe in downtown Mumbai.

She's dressed the way she likes.

Jeans, t-shirt, her short hair is fanned out.

She's distracted, impatient and constantly checking her phone.

She talks to us while complaining that she's feeling bloated, nauseous, breathless, weak.

She's nursing a bruise under her right eye.

She says her boyfriend is stressed, he lost another job.

She says he didn't mean to hit her hard.

Besides, her face easily bruises.

Shweta asks her about her short hair and tells me what H tells her.

So she cut it off, despite him, maybe also to protect herself.

She says she's just been cheated by a new agent.

She only got half the money she was promised for harvesting her eggs at a well-known hospital.

H says she only got $160 because the agent told her she didn't produce enough eggs.

So she says she's taking drugs to try to speed up her next period so she can be stimulated sooner to produce more eggs.